Rosie — The Hope That Kills Me

Gave you time. Couple of months and you can't decide if I'm the one.
Now my well ran dry. I'm running out of patience.
I waited
and I'm upset. We're on the roof and we're facing west.
Asking if you made your mind up yet.
You tell me you're not ready,
not ready.
There's only so much indecision that a girl can tolerate.
Sick of hoping that you'll come around.
So tell me you want this or tell me you don't. 'Cause one day you say yes and then you say no.
I'm dying inside.
Why can't you see?
That I'm picking petals 'cause you never pick.
One day you hate me and one day we kiss.