"But Leaving Is" lyrics
"But Leaving Is"
We break apart and join the rain
Politics, the bus, the pain
Walk the same old planet, but our world's new
The falling part was fun and games
Then it turned to tooth and nails
A song I hear when I was young don't ring true
And I'm not the first to know
Love isn't a choice
Isn't a way you decide
It deafens and blinds and
Pulls you into the void
And it ain't enough by design
I learnt this with time, that
Love isn't a choice, but leaving is
Wake alone in empty baths
Anything to pass the past
Run around this park 6 times and miss you
Swear I'm fine yet I replay
All the laughs that wedding day
Got more compliments than the bride and groom
And I'm just the last to know
Love isn't a choice
Isn't a way you decide
It deafens and blinds and
Pulls you into the void and
It ain't enough by design
I learnt this with time, that
Love isn't a choice
Oh love isn't a choice
But leaving is
Writer(s): Matthew Jonathan Gordon Maltese
- AZLyrics
- M
- Matt Maltese Lyrics
album:
"Driving Just To Drive" (2023)
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