Lap Dances with Wolves

Should I toss and turn before I turn the other cheek Or do I right my wrongs despite the doubt they left in me I'm no kind of lover I'm no kind of friend I've held it together despite the cracks you left in it If I don't talk about the leaving what's left to say You've been my inspiration for the pages that I've poured into this Little did I know how little meaning you would take out of it Well excuse the mess that you left my head These are only sober thoughts And we'll avoid each other So we don't have to pretend to be friends I've done the math I've subtracted the feeling and added the guilt Watched it multiply daily and became a fraction of myself Whatever's left of me to give is without a doubt Exponentially more negative than either of us ever wished Well lets face it I was a bit under the weather But whether or not what we built together You'll share with another And then your dreams will come true