Wean (Myself)


This time it’s diff’rent, this time’s for real.
Puppy come-to-bed eyes, betray what you feel.
Ain’t no lookin’ back, ain’t no turnin’ ’round.
Swept off your feet, caught onna rebound.

But I am unworthy, I am not who you seek.
I can see where we’re headin’, and the havoc I’ll wreak.

I gotta: [W – e – a – n myself] Right offa you.
I gotta: [W – e – a – n myself] Right offa you.
I gotta: [W – e – a – n myself] If it’s the last thing I do.
I gotta: [W – e – a – n myself] Right offa you.

The first cut’s the deepest, the last cut’s for you.
Scars on my heart bleedin’ out deja vu.
Gotta take care of me, in this mean world of hurt.
Gonna keep my distance, stop myself gettin’ burnt.

I am so unworthy, I am not the “right one”.
And baby you’ll thank me, when I am gone.

CHORUS

Just one more time – then I’m gonna go.
:
Just one more time – then I’m gonna go.

Sweetheart come hee-a (here), honey/sugar let’s talk.
You’re the best thing that’s happened to me, by a long chalk.
But the truth of the matter is, my life’s a lie
‘n’ I can’t change my ways, so don’t make me try!

CHORUS
I gotta: [W – e – a – n myself] but it’s so hard to do.

©31.7.2017 Andrew Robert Chapman


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