Chore

Don’t you fool yourself into thinking
That you’re important to me yet
And I won’t fool myself into thinking
That I’m in emotional debt 

I see you take two steps away
And I don’t mind, but I just wish you’d say 

I don’t wanna be your obligation
I don’t wanna have to be a chore
If you want out, send me your resignation
But if you want in, you’re gonna have to give me more

I can’t change if you walk around me
We are gonna have to collide
You may wish that you’d never found me
But that was never yours to decide 

It’s hard to tell, to look inside
When nothing’s there but foolish pride 

I’m not asking for attention
I don’t want it if it isn’t there
But I can’t help but beg the question
Why should I still even care?

I’m reaching out, but there’s no touch
I guess I shouldn’t, I shouldn’t care so much