Wait!
I’ve got something to say
But it probably wasn’t that great
I should have wrote it all down and kept it safe
But what good would that do anyway?
To my greatest of ghosts that I have learned to let go It’s been an interesting road
Farewell
All I wanted was to bow out…
And all I ever wanted was to bow out gracefully
Chalking it up to the cryptic ways that we communicate
I’ll be honest
Some nights are still hurricanes
It begs the question, It begs
«What happened to us?»
There are things in this life that are not what they seem
Like the things that you say and what they actually mean
Tell me I’m wrong
Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me I’m wrong