Not that it matters, cause not much matters, but I found myself when I found you. Give me these moments back, these fragile thoughts, and the words that I never thought I would have wasted on you. I’m going through changes.
I see the problem, and I see the solution. But the air is too thick to breathe, and your head is to naive to see. If it’s not him, and it’s not her and you’ve been looking for where you left yourself, then good luck finding the truth because you’ve buried it so deep you won’t even recognize it anymore. You don’t care about what you owe, or what you’ve done, please look into the mirror and see the monster you’ve become. There’s no getting out, there’s no room to hide, it’s just you, yourself, and the lies. So we’ll say goodbye for what I hope is the last time, and here you are again, am I just a way to help pass the time?