Maybe i should turn and walk away. Maybe i should run but ill probably bow my head and pray. Maybe i should search the lost and found. Maybe like two boxers but ill lose in the second round. Maybe circumstances make it easier to quit, you leave me in the circled square the pieces never fit, but i want you to know. I never walked away from the things i wanted, i never walked away but i think im goin to, this time. Maybe ill move back across town. Maybe in a week or two we could talk but not right now. Maybe your blind, but the tricks on me. Maybe its the drawer, all the letters every day i read. Maybe these tears dont look so gallant, maybe its a chemical imbalance, maybe its the lack of sunlight. But i want you to know. I never walked away from the things i wanted, i never walked away but i think im goin to, this time. Maybe it hurts below the skin. Maybe lessons finally sinking in. Maybe getting in the last word...doesnt really mean you win. I never walked away but i think im going to, this time.