moving forward with momentum using my words as a weapon to fight you off Three steps forward, five steps back, can't you see I don't want to pick up the slack you killed fun for me now I just sit inside my room to write songs about you and I cant focus on my wellness when you keep reminding me that I'm a mess I'm trying my best
so I'll keep you in a photograph in which you should remain cause I dont have the pocket change for the tollways down memory lane and I dont have it in me to care about you anymore but I still try
You say your piece I wont say mine but you'll be 2 cents short and out of time I tried to love you while I could I must've misunderstood And you dont love me but thats fine I probably didn't have the time I guess it's my fault I believed you wanted anything to do with me
I hate that you're happy I hate that you're sane I hate that you'd prefer sun over rain you're not like the summer you're not like the fall these trees they change colors unlike you at all