Just Pull The Trigger

can't hide secrets forever.
can't seem to get these thoughts from in my head.
confusion leaves everyone there.
It's nothing you did or said. sometime last year around the
 month of may, the seasons had to change, and with them so 
did i.
I somehow failed to see that i didn't mean what i said, but
 you felt the same, i guess i didn't see. the things that 
used to make you laugh out loud are gone.
and i can't do this, i can't force it, but i do. all i 
wanted was a little room, a simple cushion to give our 
selves a break.
the fucking irony is you telling me i was wrong would have 
been enough to make me wanna stay.