yeah, I know I said I'd go,
but it's hard when I see everything
I've come to know
standing in the doorway
asking, "Is this the miracle after?"
yeah, I know we once were young,
but we're not
and it's alright to
get a little lost,
but what has changed will never
turn back on
so with every word stuck
in the back of my throat
I pulled away
yeah, and all of my shit
in the back of a truck
I drove away
where to begin
I lived on a whim then
and when you feel your freedom begin
it fills you up with regret
sitting on the steps
I listen while you sin
I run away
I live inside my head
and how you wish
we'd never even met
and how you hope
you soon forget
so with every word stuck
in the back of my throat
I pulled away
yeah, and all of my shit
in the back of a truck
I drove away
yeah, with everything stuck
in the back of a truck
I pulled away
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