So Long

Athenaeum

Was I a fool to ever think,
That we could be together, till the end?
I was afraid to be alone,
In touch with my imaginary friend.
So long, so long.
You put your foot where your mouth belongs
For so long, so long.
I was afraid.
You made me say
That I was just a little immature.
Now I am older than before;
Diseased and you can never find a cure.
So long, so long.
You put your foot where your mouth belongs
For so long, so long.
Can I get by
Without a tear from a broken eye?
Can I?
Can I?