“i felt my fingers stretch out like kite strings to show you some sort of
reasoning.  but the spool ran out just short, and my frame was finally
crumbling.  i tried to show you love, but it would never come out right.  i was
always too damn drunk, and you were always so polite.  i’m sorry i couldn’t be
the one thing that you need.  i felt my tongue weighed down like concrete, when
i opened my throat to speak.  but the words fell back in urgency, and shattered
all my teeth.  i tried to show you love, but this will never be the same.  i
will never be enough, and you will always be in pain.  do you still sing
coldplay all alone?  do you still drink and drive on the road?  do you still
miss me when i’m gone?  do you still listen to our favorite songs?”

Go on, get out of here. You’ve got everything you came for. Warm arms, a warm bed to fall into when you can’t get what you did out of your head. Go on. You’ve made yourself clear. You’re no good for no one now. You put your selfish hands and your selfish tongue on my body, but we both know who your mind’s on. I know you’re still dealing with her leaving. It’s a shame, but you’ve only yourself to blame. Go on. See if I care. Do whatever the fuck you want to. I’ll do the same, alright? OK. There’s no need to apologize for selling what you advertised. I know that you’re dealing with her leaving. It’s a shame, but you’ve only yourself to blame. You’re grieving for good reason she was great, but you’ve only yourself to blame. You’re still dealing with her leaving, it’s a shame, but you’ve only yourself to blame. You’re bleeding internally and you’re in pain, but you’ve only yourself to blame. So grab your things and go on, get out of here. I never asked to be nobody’s nothing.

I know it’s late but I’ve been up for days
we haven’t spoken in far too long cause I have nothing left to say
I’m a mess with all this constant stress you always know what’s best
but that won’t stop the restlessness
All I have left are traces of the city skyline to remind me of where I’m from
we can’t start over again
it’s so fucking cold she said I don’t know what to do Ben
cause you always said I’m worth more than i know
you always said I’m too impatient to let things grow
maybe you’re right but there’s somethings you should know
First close the door I want you to know that this love is war
look out for the mines yeah we’ve all been here before
my body is weak but my heart can endure
I said lets just get you in your bed
tomorrow we’ll sew the seems and you can tell me about your dreams

“you build on failure. you use it as a stepping stone. close the door on the past. you don’t try to forget the mistakes, but you don’t dwell on it. you don’t let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space.”

-johnny cash