Terrible

Unmoored and drifting
From here I can see everything
While you waited
I dismantled what we created

You say I've done something terrible

Still can't believe we
Stayed so angry
Each day passing
Keeps on asking

Why did I do those things to you?

It's true, we all made do
Back on dry land
I stood as long as I could stand

Still it was a terrible
Thing for you, and there's nothing I can do
To take it back, consider what you say I lack
And what is love that comes and goes?
Oh it's not really love at all I suppose
It's not really love at all I suppose