Pieces

& no name that I call you
no bad words that I throw your way
are ever going to make things better between us.

I've always been the one
to just suck up my pride
& be the mature one
apologize, make it easier on you.

Not once did you ever
think that maybe
it was your turn to grow up.

Your selfish words, your childish ways
you never took responsibility for anything
I was the one left picking up the pieces.

But I'm sure you couldn't avoid the destruction
that's the one part of reality that you had to face
you have some pieces of your own to find.