I don't want to be right...

I don't want to be the martyr and the dunce

I'm so tired of being right, can't I be wrong just this once
I want to be the one with the hard choice between wrong and more wrong
And in the meantime be free all along, and then gets to sing the swan song
But no, I'm right, which means I'm the one who is apologized to
For all the wrong doing that they do
I'm the one who invests my entire treasure chest
To someone who admits they can't or won't give their best
This is not an admirable spot to be in
The bright eyed loser who believed in
A source that couldn't help but be wrong
And who willingly agrees, I was right all along

-CeCi

Ouch...

I knew that what we had just didn't sit
I knew it would hurt and I waited for it
But he was what I needed for the time being
He made sense as to whom I should be seeing
But now he doesn't make sense anymore
It just doesn't make sense to not offer more
So goodbye, but I must admit
It was really him that ended it...
Ouch.

-CeCi