I have some kind of expectation
some kind of need
unnecessarily demanding
no one can possibly exceed
These expectations will be the end of me
Why couldn't I just be
a normal person who can see
the love you say you have for me
It's really hard to explain
Those tiny things make me feel alive
they set my soul on fire
but I no longer feel that drive
When they no longer exist
How could I still be me
it hurts so deep, right down to the core
These expectations will be the end of me
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