When Convictions Become Restrictions

No I'm not quite sure just what it is you're trying to rub my face in here, but yeah you've changed, as all things change.
If that's your point it's loud and clear. I think you want me to kick and scream, or try to tell you who to be. I'm still trying to figure out if you're really talking to you or me. Maybe I'm sad to see you go. Maybe I just hate feeling alone. Maybe
I don't know how to take it when it hits this close to home. All we had, the times we shared, we always said this was thicker than blood. Those days are gone, not coming back. So what IS left? Do we write it off and walk away?

See all we've had just laid to waste? I can't tone down the life I've found because you've changed your mind, so what we keep and throw away is your call as well as mine.