San Mateo Fog Line

Here we go again to the point
 Where it becomes a theme
 Like we hate each other, can't live without you
 But in a rhyming scheme
 I have this poison pen as an outlet
 But you don't have a way to lay all the cards on the table
 So fold this hand and say there are many others
 Who can treat me better than you could
 And I'm sure that given the chance that they would
 I am lying when I tell you that my head is doing fine
 And I'm as sure as, sure as the San Mateo fog line
 As I pass a sign that says no exit
 I think of what you said
 We're stuck on this road looking for an answer
 That isn't up ahead
 We both know we are like division
 Subtraction of ourselves
 This could be our purgatory and life could be our hell
 I never thought that you would tell me that I had to go
 And I took all this for granted that I know
 I can never hurt you again if I know you are not mine
 And I'm as sure as, sure as the San Mateo fog line