Testo It Gets Old

I was wondering what you meant when you said
You thought I was a mess, balanced on the edge
Maybe, maybe I'm not tempted [?]
I see, I see it clear; you are leaving me

Every time that I come over
One way that I could forget all the things that you would say
That every time that I come over One way, it gets old

And I was taking the blame for you again
When everything fell apart, reflecting what we are
So far, so far we [?] at the start
I see, I see it clear; you are leaving me

Every time that I come over
One way that I could forget all the things that you would say
That every time that I come over
One way, it gets old

Every time that I come over
One way that I could forget all the things that you would say
That every time that I come over One way, it gets old