Come what may

you shouldn't be with me

I'm starting to believe
that you would be happier
with somebody else,
I could never really blame you
for leaving cause I can't even love myself.
The world is getting colder
and the stains are already worn,
I'll never put the blame on you,
I was already brutally torn.
We could try to wash it out
and clean whatever still remains
but all been put together,
it will just be a waist.
And oh I know,
you'll want to try to fix me, nothing you wouldn't do.
And maybe I will let you,
cause you're as stubborn as could be. Maybe I'll fall for it,
just as fast as you fell for me.
You might convince me
that it ain't all black or white
but at the end of the ride,
all I can feel is the heaviness and sorrow, and nowhere to hide…
You keep saying that your life
has changed alot since we met,
Did you figured out by now
that it ain't any better at all?
I've been trying to be good
cause you're all the good that I see.
But you're getting nowhere
with your face against the wall,
so I'm thinking maybe,
you shouldn't be with me…