What is there left to say?
I can feel us both turning grey
—and I can’t console you more than this
My heart is a pale fist
No blood left and lifeless
What is there left to say?
Maybe I should leave before I choose stay
I should never have made a home out of this
Oh, I'm packing my things and lying
Can’t you see how hard I'm trying
I can hardly say it
I can barely breathe
I know that I’ll be different
Once you really leave
I don’t handle things like this
All that well anymore
Promise not to turn back
While you’re walking out the door
Who am I going to be when you’re gone?
It was always in my nature to hold on
I was so afraid of it ending like this
Please remember who you are
Please don’t lose your heart
I can hardly say it
I can barely breathe
I hate that I’ll be different
Once you really leave
I don’t handle things like this
All that well anymore
Promise not to turn back
While you’re walking out the door
And I couldn’t say goodbye
And I can’t watch you cry
I hate that you’ll be different
Promise you’ll try?
You never handled things like this
All that well in the first place
I promise not to turn back
I promise to save face
