neverending

it's not about choosing, it never was and never will be.
it's not about taking sides, cause I never did.
it's not about loving the other one more or less, cause to me it's an equal game.
it's not about who was there and who wasn't, cause in the end presence is all the matters.
non of it matters cause I'm back here again, all alone again.
you, me and her - you, me and him - however it is a neverending story.
questions that I'm dying for you to answer but denial's a part of you now.
I hate how it's all coming back to me now, how you keep pushing me below the surface - i'm on the line now, guys.
what's it all worth?