I've been wanting to write.
Yes, wanting.
I've been thinking;
It's all I've been doing today.
What matters to me
Is you've forced me to see
Something buried inside
I can no longer hide.
In this wide, wide world
Must be oh so many girls
Better for you than I.
In this wide wide world,
There is someone who
Is more ideal for you.
Someone who's more your world
Who can love and still not hope too high.
Who can live your life
And give your life
The things I can't supply.
And if you find her,
I'll die.
So I'm writing today -
Writing to say -
After reflecting and pondering and
Thinking about you
I would rather be miserable with you
Than without you.