I Still Play The Song I Wrote For You

I still play it. I still think of you when I

Strum the chords. I still
Think about the last time
I saw you. The
Last words you spoke to me as I was
Leaving. You didn't 

Plead for me to stay. You just
Let me leave
And walk away like
You didn't care. 

There were times I asked myself if you ever did.
How you could break my heart
Ever

So slowly.... Will I
Open it again? Maybe.
Not for a long time. Not for a
Guy like you. Who told me 

It was okay to be myself.... A guy

Who made me think I was wrong.
Remember when I called you
Out? But you didn't have
The balls or the decency to tell me the truth?
Easier to just tell the truth... Less to remember.

Fear that I'd walk away?
Or maybe I just needed to hear it from you...
Remember when I told

You if you had something to tell me, to tell me?
Only you wanted to draw it out. The truth
Untold doesn't make it any less true.