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So this is what I get for trying to be nice |
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Like its the only time I've ever cared |
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These blank walls make me sick |
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Like excuses made up quick |
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I'd move forward if I only could |
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I'd like to thank you for this effort |
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It left me barely breathing on this stretcher |
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We'll work things out in the end |
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But we'll still be far from friends |
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Take my hand, run it through your hair again |
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I'll just pretend you're someone else |
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It's what I always did |
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I'm not gonna force it if it doesn't fit |
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I'm not supposed to feel like this |
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But the weight of the world is just too strong for me |
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And I think I might just run away |
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Back to your door |
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Empty days and lonely nights |
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Provide a blueprint for the things I write |
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So when people ask me, I know just what to say |
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The thought of you helps me wake up every day |
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And I don't believe in fate |
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IN FATE |
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The only fate is the fate you make |
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YOU MAKE |
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So I'll keep my nose to the grindstone |
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Cause that's all that I can do |
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I've got good friends that help me too |
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And someday I will get back to you |
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On the back of my hand is the number she wrote |
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I'll call her when my whole world goes up in smoke |
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Until then I'll wonder what could have been |
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Cause everything works itself out in the end |
