My soulmate wouldn't do that.
It's a quarter after eight,
I've been here since six.
He wouldn't have dared to be so late.
My soulmate wouldn't do that.
I'm the subject of a tasteless joke.
I could only give the benefit of the doubt
so many times before it broke.
You look at me in a way
that I once thought meant "adoration".
But now I know you'd be the only person sitting
if I were to get a standing ovation.
Your advice would leave me empty.
Your words would lack the time.
The patient and the courage,
the intention needed to rhyme.
My soulmate wouldn't do that.
That's the reason we didn't speak.
Because love and honesty
are two thing that I don't wish to seek.
I shouldn't have to be left waiting.
I just taught my hands
how not to shake.
My soulmate would have recognized that.
Some things you can't make.
And when he says "adore",
he means that he don't know what to do.
He invites it into his heart,
the same way that I foolishly did with you.
And when you walked out,
I left that door open.
So that there is still some way
to let at least a little bit of that hope in.
The door changed houses.
Sometimes you have to move away
from people that convince you
that you will always have something to prove.
My soulmate wouldn't do that.
He would say, "there's one way to trust".
No instruction manual needed,
to know that in a relationship you must.
And I would trust him deeply.
Because that's what my soulmate would do.
That's how I start questioning myself that...
My soulmate might still be you.
