Houses

You're talking in circles
Trying to convince me that
You're going to be okay.
But, you know
I don't believe you,
'Cause I'm trying to help
But you shoot me down.
It's tearing me apart inside;
I don't know what to do.
So I'll leave you alone
To flounder
To fail
To fall.
'Cause that's what you pretend
To want, isn't it?
You don't know what you want
Or what you need.
Stubborness gets you nothing
Except loneliness
And a whole lot of heartache.