I still hear your voice when I fall asleep. I'll leave the window open so I'll feel you in the breeze. It was a day like this, where a walk was all I needed. Do you regret what you said? You swore you didn't mean it. You were just upset, right around the time your dad left. I guess that explains all the scars on your chest.
You were another chapter in this story that I'm gonna end. With all the ink in this pen I'll rewrite myself again. So don't expect to see me knocking at your door. Don't expect to see me walking down Silver Lake anymore.
Can you hear the silence ringing in your ears while you sleep? Can you feel the tension in all the words that we don't speak? But I keep blaming myself. I keep fucking it all up. I keep telling myself that I was never enough. Maybe one day we'll meet again, and I'll be a different person. Hopefully, a better man.
You were another chapter in this story that I'm gonna end. With all the ink in this pen I'll rewrite myself again. So don't expect to see me knocking at your door. Don't expect to see me walking down Silver Lake anymore.
I'm still searching for some peace of mind. My last bit of sanity was left behind. I can't get over the fact that things are changing. I hate what you made me.