Man on the Side

Just somin' I wrote off to blow off steam n ish.


Well I'm here, while you're there.
Sittin' speechless w/ my dismal stare.
You think you're happy, you know you still hurt.
I know how I hurt, yet I still see the flirt.
I still believe we are destined to shine bright.
But for now I'm still the diamond in the dirt.
It's humor how I tell you to work through stress.
And how I'm the one that knows how to live your life best.
How am I supposed to give you advice when you brush it away?
How do I listen to you when there's nothing to say?
I have my own life, I got moves to make.
But seeing you vulnerable puts my life on break.
Each time I try to progress, you put it to a halt.
You go for the dumbasses that fuck with your heart.
Now I told you from the start.
And I'm in just as bad of a state as you are.
But you don't understand I was always capable of dealing with your pain.
No matter how violent the thunder you would cause, I'm still smilin' through the rain.
They say it's better to give than to receive.
But i give all I can and receive nothing for your relief.
Actually in return, I just obtain more of your grief.
I ask you who was there when your old flames died.
Who as consoling you as you would lay and cry?
I'm exhausted and bitter; don't you ever say I didn't try.
I will no longer be your man on the side
I'm the man looking past.
Now to how shit was.
But what I'm going to make of it.