The Good Left Undone

Won't you come back to me Take me anywhere and let me see What it meant and who you are again After you let the phone fall from your hand And make no mistake, old friend You can cheat me, beat me, I'll pretend All the trysts and quips at my expense Did not cut and grind mebruise and bind me These days have tumbled down Now they're nicked and scraped, They shout out loud And in these early moments, unsuspecting I plant my feet but you took my swing away There's nothing left to see All my friends are fakes and There's no good leads It's just the last man standing in the reeds Unjust rewards, no prisoners freed And I remember we were kind But you had something else in mind I looked back, the screen went black And I never saw you cry These prying eyes they flexed And they heaved and opened up this prize As I held it close up to my chest I thought, 'is this where big girls go to rest Or rise?' and are we blind or blessed Sailing words across the great divide And the seasons changed with your confession I came undone, and you came undressed And on the shore you breathed a sigh Of hallowed pauses, reasons why You made no sound, I stand my ground, That was no kind of goodbye We've worked the room for years Now our guests are tired Some are moved to tears This never was my style So let's rest a while And then reappear With somebody new Now on my mark get set don't go Will we ever forget Those final blows and those dying throes And epithets and late-night threats If I were to stand and say yes Demand that we both dispossess Break me, mend me, great defender Take me, send me, I surrender Can we agree, it's time to say goodbye