I don’t wanna get ready for what’s to come
I don’t want to say I knew it all along
I want you to prove them wrong
You’re making it hard to trust you
I’m getting skeptical
You only need to prove me wrong
Tears refuse to freely flow
I just cope with my blurry sight
knowing the lump in my throat will only grow
So many scenarios in my mind
only you warming me up inside
with the power you have
the one I gave you to tear me all apart
I don’t want to feel empty again
I don’t wanna force myself to forgive you
to then unsuccesfully try to forget you
wishing I had never met you
I’m haging on
half awake and taking longer breaths
just a little more
just a little more
I get religious at this point
praying God to bring you home
whatever home means
whatever God means
Whatever I mean to you
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