The Ending

LYRA (Ireland)

Compositor: Cassandra Ströberg / Lyra

You called me complicated
Kissed me even though you hated
Every single thing about me
And all the time I wasted
Trying to be the one you're craving
But you would just look straight through me

I just wanted you to say you loved me
Until the end of time and time is not free
You were putting on a show so they would never know
Lights, camera, one, two, three

You called it love
I called it a lesson
For the girl I was
The girl second guessing
Was I good enough?
Good enough for you?
Gave you everything
But now I see the truth

When you call it space
I call it leaving
Said I'm running away
I call it freedom
Took time to realise
That all it took for me
Was to call it
So I called it

You underestimated everything that I was saying
You thought that you were so above me
It's not a conversation when I'm not participating
Cause you only speak down to me

This is a letter to my ex
Hope that you see it
Hear the crowd scream, you said I'd never make it
Now I'm putting on a show
Full of glitter, full of gold
Lights, camera, one, two, three

You called it love
I called it a lesson
For the girl I was
The girl second guessing
Was I good enough?
Good enough for you?
Gave you everything
But now I see the truth

When you call it space
I call it leaving
Said I'm running away
I call it freedom
Took time to realise
That all it took for me
Was to call it
So I called it

I call it the ending
I call it beginning
I call it the feelings rising up again
Can you see me rising up?

You called it love
I called it a lesson
For the girl I was
The girl second guessing
Was I good enough?
Good enough for you?
Gave you everything
But now I see the truth

When you call it space
I call it leaving
Said I'm running away
I call it freedom
Took time to realise
That all it took for me
Was to call it
So I called it