Second, third, and hundreth chances

I've seen how this goes before,

Over and over—

I paint your unclouded skies with gray,

I'm the rain in your more-than-perfect day. 

Who was the idea you had of me?

Her mascara wasn't running down

Making puddles of all the darkness that is

What we were. 

She was an angel, a picture of perfection,

Her colors were yellows and evergreens

Painted across a sea of healing light. 

What I see in the mirror is not the same. 

Now I sit and watch you

With her, sitting in the corner. 

You're smiling and I keep wondering when I saw that

When you were mine. 

She'll patch up the tapestry of love

I so happily ripped to shreds. 

You don't have to know I'm jealous

That she gets what I never did. 

My heart doesn't start anymore for you,

But I didn't know what I had until it was gone. 

Now, everything is gone and I'm still wondering

How could you have ever loved someone like me. 

I poisoned your every dreams,

I shattered every hope that you had, 

We're both toxic and we keep coming back

Drowning in each other's ashes. 

No one's ever loved me the same—

Well now I know why—

Yes, your mist was knocking me over and out,

But I know you were real, and not just a game. 

We lost track of time again,

And I'm making sure I see you everyday,

Even if I can feel my heart bleeding,

The wound still not fully healed. 

"You haven't met the new me yet,"

You keep saying it like a prayer. 

I forgive you and I know you haven't changed,

But I've buried all of those bruises and ghosts. 

I'll give you all of my midnights,

Because I'm staying up late again. 

My eyes are sunken and hollow

Hallowing this battlefield. 

I'll show you my scars,

And the depths of my heart.

Now it's all out to see,

But you're not choosing me. 

It's ruining my life.

And even though I never learned how,

I hope you've saved me one last dance,

Here's your final chance.