There comes a point when we must all accept defeat
All avenues have been explored, every hidden street
The ensign of surrender we must hoist atop the pole
We’re never going to hit the net and score that winning goal

To me there is always something that can be done
In me there lies a superhero and every battle can be won
For the ending not to be victorious would break the hardest heart
How hard I’ve tried to change it, I’ve played my every card

Right now I hang in limbo, my own commercial break
Stay tuned and we hope to find it was all a big mistake
I await the sound of horses as the cavalry appears
A strong hand clad in Lycra to stem my budding tears

I think that there must be a place inside my whirring head
Where I admit that I must bath and put this one to bed
If there is I’ve yet to find it, it must be hidden in the place
With the car keys and the pin number I’ve yet to replace

What I would give for peace of mind, to take it on the chin
Take the remnants of you and me and place them in the bin
But I can’t accept that what we had, had fully run its course
It ended prematurely, and I’m crippled with remorse

I wish that I could understand how other people change
That overnight their feelings and thoughts can rearrange
I’ve never understood that ability to ‘reset’
To only see the bad and all the good to forget.

For now I must live day by day and hope
That I can be a person who can learn how to cope
Will I accept that you and I have drawn our final breath
Don’t think I can, don’t think I will, I’ll take this to my death