I guess that you weren't kidding when you said that you were leaving
But I just laughed it off and walked straight into your earthquake
If I decided things could change, would it ever be better that way?
It's a shame we let this go so long
I'm speaking out with sympathy
For all the years of grinding my teeth
You're throwing stones through paper homes
You cut me off from everything
I'll write about the last few days
And what it mean to walk away
Saving face but keeping my pace
Maybe I didn't feel a thing
I can't say that trying to figure out who I've become
Hasn't made me a little bit self entitled
Is it worse to break and fix yourself, then to crawl out of your hole?
I wish I had the guts to say I really tried
I gave up, I never felt good enough