You had to know that I was fond of you..

You can fake it for a while,
bite your tongue and smile,
like every mother does her ugly child.
But it starts to leaking out,
like spittle from a cloud,
amassed resentment
pelting ounce and pound.

You entertaining any doubts,
'cause you had to know that I was fond of you.
Fond Of Y-O-U
Though I knew you masked your disdain
I can see the change was just too hard for us,
you always had to hold the reigns,
but where I'm headed you just don't know the way.

So affections fade away,
or do adults just learn to play
the most ridiculous repulsive games?
...

Turn on Me by the Shins