It seems like life would be better some other
Way some other day, life is what you make it
Thats what some say just go away, I dont want to
Hear it Im confused Im not amused, right now
Im incoherent Im not on my own still Im alone,
I should have seen it coming I didnt want to see
I can see us breaking permanently!
I guess its out of my hands thats exactly what I hate
Theres one thing left to turn to its not a girl and its not the world,
When everyone has their own thing
Hes into you and he loves you too. hes
What keeps me going when Im afraid any my beds not made.
Still I havent forgotten that theyre over there and
Im right here. I might not always be here.