What For? Songtext
von Bein' Ian

Way too old to be playing this game
And my days are clear but my head′s not
Once kept sane by some lovers lane
'Til it all became just a headlock
Clear as anything could be
Your efforts always seemed so forced to me
It was all make believe


So why did I try?
Was it a waste of my time?
There was a point we were close
Petals on a rose
You′re as good as a ghost
You still haunt me
We were playing pretend
And let that ruin the most

Way too young to be trying to sustain
Affiliation with somebody this feigned
You only cared about yourself and your own name
I wish it was easier for me to throw away the key
Would it have been this hard for you if you were me?

So why did I try?
Was it a waste of my time?
There was a point we were close
Petals on a rose
You're as good as a ghost
You still haunt me
We were playing pretend
And let that ruin the most
That's what hurt me the most