Better Love

I’m just picking up your call in Central Park,
as your words came pouring on me,
And you’re making every reason sound like art,
beautifully orchestrated,

I don’t know what to tell you,
cause my seasons never change,
So if you’re leaving then you’re leaving and it’s ok

Trust me now, I feel you,
‘Cause I don’t trust myself.
Being here ain’t easy, it’s tested me as well,
And if all your good intentions, have turned to something else.

I guess you better find a better love,
Cause this will never be enough,
I guess you better find a better love.

I don’t know if you’re listening, but it’s true
I didn’t mean to let you down,
I just got a couple of things I’m working through,
If I’m ever gonna stick around,
Can’t deny that I told you, I was never gonna change,
So if you’re leaving then you’re leaving and it’s ok.

We’d talk for hours we’d be wasting our time,
Ain’t nothing changing in-between the lines,
So if you’re leaving I won’t criticise,
Just don’t go changing your mind.