It's hard to tell where I end and you begin
when my things are yours
and your jokes are mine.
When who I am is so much of you;
when I see myself in you even now that I'm gone.

Never good enough.
I was never good enough for you.
Took a while to see,
you really weren't good for me.

Tell me how you do it, tell me how you lie.
Let's yell and scream and fight
maybe that makes it easy
for me to say goodbye this time.

Never good enough.
I was never good enough for you.
Took a while to see,
you really weren't good for me.

Now I hold my own hand while I run
and pat my aching back when I'm done.
I scream your name at night
but come dawn there's that old fake smile.

I was never good enough for you
and you don't get to call the shots anymore.

/ August 2016