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Finished With Me

  • Writer: Dave Soyars
    Dave Soyars
  • Nov 24, 2024
  • 1 min read

Tried to be your savior - but you called me your curse

And once we stopped our shouting is when things got worse and worse

Now I'm left here standing over all the things not left behind

When our common thoughts remind us of where we were at that time


When I think about us now, my memory nearly fades

Into the distant memories of all our escapades

It's anger now that carries me, but it's the truth that makes me bend

And why we part as strangers even when we act like friends


When you're finished with me you will write a song about it

And talk about my love and how you couldn't live without it

The story isn't mine to tell but I know I don't dare doubt it

So say a word of thanks to me in the place I once dared shout it


I will not seek redemption from this fate

We both did what we could, but now it's much too late


You tried to make me want you - but I never really showed

That I loved or knew you well enough to look that far down the road

For all your disappointments and for all the years I stole

I know that's how we found out what was out of our control


When you're finished with me you will talk to all your friends

And talk about your love and how it nearly always ends

The story's now in other hands, and who knows who pretends

Who sees things in the hidden world on which our world depends


C) 2016 Dave Soyars/Toomanyhatz Music (BMI)

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