Well it seems that the walls I’ve built shrink around me; trapped with my guilt in a small room, with a dim light, growing smaller; no place to hide. So I guess I’ve left myself with a choice, to run, to fight, or to die. But I’ve been here. And I’ve survived. But I’ve never been this terrified.
So wait for me. Should I wait for you? Despite my good judgment, I believe in a happy ending. Oh, wait for me. I can’t wait for you. I could only be happy if I could forget you. So wait for me. Should I wait for you? Despite my good judgment, I believe in a happy ending. Oh, wait for me. I can’t wait for you. I could only be happy if I could forget you.
It’s for better, though it’s tragic. I’ve seen far worse. It’s not worth it. I keep having that odd feeling that I’ll wake up, I’ve been dreaming. I’ve had this feeling before and I’ve woke to a better place where life isn’t so damn absurd. No matter how many times I try though, pinching myself just won’t work.
So wait for me. Should I wait for you? Despite my good judgment, I believe in a happy ending. Oh, wait for me. I can’t wait for you. I could only be happy if I could forget you. So wait for me. Should I wait for you? Despite my good judgment, I believe in a happy ending. Oh, wait for me. I can’t wait for you. I could only be happy if I could forget you.
No matter how hard I try, to wake and open my eyes, the past is stubborn fool who refuses to move. No matter how hard I try, to wake and open my eyes, the past is stubborn fool who refuses to move.
I know I’ve been here before, and though I survived, I swear I’ve never been this terrified.
So wait for me. Should I wait for you? Despite my good judgment, I believe in a happy ending. Oh, wait for me. I can’t wait for you. I could only be happy if I could forget you. So wait for me. Should I wait for you? Despite my good judgment, I’m a fool for a happy ending. Please wait for me. I can’t wait for you. I could only be happy if I could forget you. Could I only forget you.