Rock, Paper, Scissors

To know better and just walk away
Easier said, harder to do when I still think there’s hope
For me and you
Always hurts to never be put first
If I’m last on your list, really what’s the worth?
Keep me in fear asking you questions I don’t wanna hear the answers to

Are you gonna crush my heart, cover me
Cut me off, make your decision, boy
Crush my heart, cover me
Cut me off, make your decision

Rock, paper, scissors
Will it be rock, paper, scissors
I don’t know what you’re feeling
Will it be rock, paper, scissors
Yeah yeah

Someone should have told me I can’t compete
With someone who is impossible to beat (I just don’t get it)
Makes my heart beat but is killing me,
Are the odds in my favor, don’t know

Rock, paper, scissors
Will it be rock, paper, scissors
I don’t know what you’re feeling

Lyrics to Melanie Fiona's song Rock Paper Scissors. Feels fitting for the situation with my last 'friend'. As much as I feel we could have something great, I won't know because I am not a priority and not getting the basic stuff to develop it. Sucks, but oh well :-(

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