Ever Yours

I'm a couple weeks past thinking straight

I'm counting up all my mistakes

And maybe they were yours

I put a lot on the line

But I don't think I wasted time

'Cause everyday was new

But now one question comes to mind

I don't care if you were mine

But was I ever yours?

I'm not ashamed of how I tried

I held you close with all the might

I did not have and you just laughed out

And then you said you needed space

Funny how you had set the pace

And I just went along

For so long

But now one question comes to mine

I don't care if you were mine

But was I ever yours?

Or was I just a body?

Was I just a body?

Was I just a body?

Was it just convenient to hold someone again?

Were my arms more important than my head?

Was I just a body to fill your bed?