Soul in Progress

This is the oldest I've ever been
(And the gallows sound so sweet)
I exist for your amusement
(But my pride has made you weary)
Addicted to your disappointed stare
(And now I'm exhausted)
I didn't know when I held you
(I was holding you hostage)

Is this the life that you deserve or
Just the one you worked so hard for?
Should we persist or is the end inevitable?

My cup is full of sorrow
(But at least I tried my best)
Another promise unfulfilled
(Another night of bad sex)
Random act of silence
(I don't think these walls can take it)
Phantoms following me
(leaving me stirred and shaken)

Is this the life that you deserve or
Just the one you worked so hard for?
Should we persist or is it over?

I'm too old to be a soul in progress
Too old to be fucking up another relationship
I'm to old to go home on Christmas
And just act like it ain't nobody's business



Credits
Writer(s): James Martens
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