The Last Time [By T.S]

I find myself at your door, Just like all those times before, I'm not sure how I got there,All roads—they lead me here.

I imagine you are home,In your room, all alone,And you open your eyes into mine,And everything feels better,and right before your eyes, I'm breaking, no past No reasons why,

Just you and me.

This is the last time I'm asking you this, Put my name at the top of your list,This is the last time I'm asking you why, You break my heart in the blink of an eye

You find yourself at my door, just like all those times before,You wear your best apology,But I was there to watch you leave,And all the times I let you in,Just for you to go again,

Disappear when you come back,Everything is better.

and right before your eyes,I'm aching, no pastNowhere to hide,Just you and me...

This is the last time I'm asking you,

Last time I'm asking you this...