Get these foot prints off my back Grab my things and help me pack I’m leaving here, I don’t want this hurt no more It’s all the same and what is the same is what the same was before. Tugging and tearing, pulling apart my core A thousand and one memories I don’t want anymore I always mess up by giving too much away I’m only trying to be me, please don’t act this way. The people I want to, don’t appreciate the effort The emotions I want to tell them but always fall short The moral support and heart felt love I give Gets thrown back in my face as I'm forced to relive Every other failed attempt at romance Every other time things looked up and I took a chance It repeats on itself as it always does And I sit for hours giving up on love Till 3 am my breath steams up the glass I stare at the cold empty streets and grasp At one last notion that makes sense of my troubled past No matter how kind the person, the nice ones always finish last