ok, so what?
we're through.
that year and two months i put into you
gone.
ok, so what?
we didn't fit
like pieces forced together
we belong to different puzzles.
mine will be a picture of a tree,
and yours a picture of music.
different lives,
different views,
different ideas,
too much to counter.
ok, so what?
we're through
i'm through with you.
i know that darlin but you always had something I want. The will to fight for what you want. Sometime what everything is pullin you off is the best in the end.