nothing has changed (yet)

same old thoughts
same old attitude
same old rage that i'd feel when i was mad at you
it was the same dark eyes
with the same dark mind
the same old soul i would fall for every single time
it was the same soul, but a different face
it was the same mistakes but a different place
you said i was moving too fast
but we were moving at the same pace
you told me to watch my words
and be conscious of the things i'd say
but you must've forgot about yourself
and about how respect goes both ways
i was so frustrated
but you told me i wasn't allowed to be
so tell me how is it you were able to look at me
and deny my own reality?
back and forth we were arguing
those cycles were just repeated
now you would tell me you loved me
and you knew to hear that was something i needed
but i guess things change and i guess that maybe you're right
i can't help but to think about it
every day and every night
and maybe I'm just doing this out of spite
but soon you'll be out of my mind
and i'll be out of your sight