I’ve got these songs to remind me that
I’m not coming home to you.
I’ve got my foot on the pavement, write all my letters in blue.
I hope you’ll choose what’s best for you.
Because i am listless, i am overwhelmed.
Bad at making decisions, i know you can tell.
Our conversations were always cut short, too tired to even care at all.
I’ve got these songs to remind me of setting suns and awkward moons.
I think you’ve got more problems than most of the people i talk to.
I gave you all i had, you never chose to understand that there were promises worth keeping.
A trust we’ll never have again.
Well i’ve been trying hard these past few days, and i know you can’t say the same.
