Getting to grips with losing control There are some things that I think you should know That all the scars that I can't help but show Are like hands that grip tightly around my throat
And I‘m still picking apart That winter night we found ourselves falling out of love
Piecing together All the words you said that I can’t quite remember It keeps playing over and over in my head
I think you should hear this one last time Even though you’ll never listen
I still count every step to where you used to be While I carry this weight that you’ve given me
I still count every step to where you used to be Each step I take runs through my bones I want you to know that I’m trying I know I don’t want to see you But I can’t help myself
I keep trying to say goodbye I can’t find the words For what it’s now worth I wish I’d never met you
I’ve tried to say goodbye So many fucking times But those years are always on my mind.