Better Luck Next Time.

You couldn\'t change me, even if you wanted to.
But that doesn\'t mean im going to stop loving you.
I know your giving up, youve had enough,
You cant help, its just to tough,
But you can.
[I pretend to run,
I pretend to hide,
Just to see,
Who runs to my side]
Show me that you love me, thats all you had to do.
Thats it would have taken, to have kept me there with you.
A box of chocolates (or maybe not).
A couple of flowers would have hit the spot.
A phone call in the middle of the night,
When Im most tired, depressed and not alright,
Just saying you wanted to make sure I know,
Just how much you love me so,
Because you cant sleep, youre thinking of me,
\"Im thinking of you, Id gently agree.\"
A surprise date every now and then,
Without me having to tell you when.
But it doesnt matte doesn\'t all too late.
I cant pause time, I cant stop fate.
I just have to get used to being so alone.
Sitting up till late, staring at the phone.
So I bid you good day as I end this heartfelt rhyme,
And I know your not thinking of me, but better luck next time!