Listen here:
I’m no better than you are,
But I know you left your mark.
You hide your demons in the dark,
And I can’t tell you apart.
We’re trading words for memories,
And though you’re different now, I feel no change.
We gave what was for what could be,
And while my world burns down, I feel no pain.
I can only tell you what it was,
I can only tell you what it cost,
Everything we built was made of cards,
And I can feel it coming down.
Take me down along the way,
I’d lay on the bed you made,
And take every piece of blame,
If it made you feel the same.
I tell myself to wait,
As though it’s not too late,
And if this past could change,
I’d never hesitate.
And that thought will be the death of me,
Cause there’s a distance now,
From all the things I’ll never be,
To who I am right now.
But now enough is enough,
I feel that we’re throwing stones again,
And I’m haunted by the fear of a voice I can’t outrun.
Did you forget what I was?
Or was it just that I’m not enough?
Could you let go of the feeling of the damage that you’ve done?