The Ringer

I kind of hope that you're not happy When you leave for good tonight You put me through the ringer You might have ruined my whole life When I think about what happened Was I good for you? So what's to do? Rather than drink away the thought of loving you Hate the way I'm foolish for you You hated all my friends They hated you the same Tried to drown that out in smiles But the whiskey had it's way You saw my side you didn't like and left without saying That you love me, or you'd miss me, or that things would be okay Wish we'd talked more about this Let you drive away that night You're better off with out me I'd ruin your whole life Bet we could have done things better But what was I supposed to do? Beg for you? I can't just push away the thought of loving you Hate the way Im losing you After all that I gave You'd bury me away Guess that I should not have tried so hard You would've felt the same I threw my heart into the fire and you let burn for days I don't want to break your heart by throwing all this in your face But you loved me all wrong Just wanted someone's arms Holding on to you at night so you'd forget about your life Wish you the best, love you the rest of my whole damn life Maybe years from now you'll think about what could have been for us