You're A Coward For Words

you tell her I have to let you go
'cause you're a coward to forwardly ask
you can't string the words it's over
'cause you can't bare to see her cry last

in exit you stride so shackled to guilt
pretending this was the obvious course
ending your time because only to've built
remorse for lending your lifeline seems coarse

her desire tires you for further absence
of your requiting, despite more of your trying
hoping to move past the sight of you and her
on the last desperate night you spent together