I am the pressure
And I am the lesser
Of two better halves
And its been a pleasure
But we're both a mess dear
At least im a mess on your behalf
Do I make you miserable?
Or do you make me miserable?
Are we miserable together?
Or are we just miserable?
The pain is considerable
But not irreversible
And im looking forward to being your friend
I am unhelpful
I'm too sentimental
And this is starting to feel rehearsed
Do you really hate to see me?
Or do you hate to be seen?
What is love if not grief in reverse?
Do I make me miserable?
Or do you make you miserable?
Are we miserable forever?
Lets stop being miserable
We were both culpable
Of feeling too vulnerable
I'll see around every now and then