I started a new page & everything has got me going insane.
I feel drained, is it okay to say I won’t stay?
I think there’s days that make me feel okay.
Am I a coward for being afraid?
-It’s too late to turn around, I've come accustomed to this sound.
Push me around, hell I know it’s hard.
Stubborn & lazy sometimes it feels like it’s just me now.
I don’t want to be the one to just give up.
The only person to blame is me for doubting myself.
I wish it was easy to be just who we wanted to be.
I pushed you away & I watched you go.
I know, I know it was ours. It’ll never be the same.
This is the way it has to be: without you, without me.
This is how it’s going to be: without you. You had to leave.