Defeat

of all the things you could've said to me
you shoot me down with no regret
and just to prove your respect for me
you speak as if I'm not even there

for all the times that you have blamed me
has your good heart swelled with eager pride
and everything that you ever gave me
was just a way to dictate that you're right

now you mustn't think of me
as typical for retreating
oh what you must think of me
I'm difficult and decieving

so I run out to the street
soaked in tears and defeat
I trudge my way through this one
as if freedom could save me

of all the ways for you to shame me
you write me off without a word
I sit and watch as you betray me
'cause it's not like I'd even care
('cause it's not like I'm even there)

now you mustn't think of me
as typical for retreating
oh what you must think of me
I'm difficult and decieving

Lyrics and Music by Claire Raby