| Chapter One
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| Met you through a friend of ours
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| Hope was out of control
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| But look at what the end of ours
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| Coffee colored eyes
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| Sick of writing love songs
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| Awkward in disguise
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| Thought we were above problems
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| Freshman year at college
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| Depression got the best of her
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| Kept her wrist covered with her hair ties, rest assured
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| Everybody noticed, but no one offered help
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| When I told her «I don’t care»
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| She said I’m «bad for myself»
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| I said «We got problems, but failure ain’t an option»
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| When she dropped out of college and moved back from Wisconsin
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| It was like she never left, we got back in the swing of things
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| December was real cold, 'cos that was when we ended things
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| Neither of us took it well
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| Smoking, drinking, coping, thinking
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| How could I have made it better, guess we’ll never know
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| Neither of us took it well
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| Smoking, drinking, coping, thinking
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| How could I have made it better, guess we’ll never know
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| I broke someone’s heart 'cause my heart was broken
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| But that really only made things worse
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| Deleted your phone as if I didn’t have it memorized
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| Some people might say I’m cursed
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| But the best songs come from the worst feelings
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| Just wish I didn’t hurt you first
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| But now I’m blowing up, writing songs about you
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| And you still won’t hear my words
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| Chapter Two
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| Started seeing someone else
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| Deleted everything we had
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| Feelings fade, then they melt
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| Flash-forward a couple years
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| And a couple hundred beers
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| Added you on Instagram again, but I was stuck in fear
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| 'Cos new dates, they was lacking something
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| It feels like I can never find someone complete as you
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| I’m laughing, fuck it
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| I’m back and forth
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| But finally picked up the phone
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| And said «Let's get a drink», I couldn’t leave it alone
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| So we out now
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| Was feeling like the old days
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| She showed me her new tattoo, I said «You wanted that — always»
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| Went back to the crib and hit it both ways
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| And right about then is when I went back to insane
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| It’s like when I am far from you, I want nothing but you
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| But when I have you here, it’s like I’m only thinking «fuck you»
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| So maybe I’m the problem, I can’t figure it out
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| Because no matter what I do, the cycle keeps going around
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| I broke someone’s heart 'cos my heart was broken
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| But that really only made things worse
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| Deleted your phone as if I didn’t have it memorized
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| Some people might say I’m cursed
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| But the best songs come from the worst feelings
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| Just wish I didn’t hurt you first
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| But now I’m blowing up, writing songs about you
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| And you still won’t hear my words |