| It’s been a few years since you been gone
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| There’s been a few tears, but that was years and years ago
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| Yeah, I grew up to be exactly what you wanted
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| Yeah, I’ve been living out the dream that you dreamt up
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| It’s been a few years with more to come
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| It’s been a few years since I’ve felt sure of what I want
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| And I woke up today and found that you were waiting here for me and I thought
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| Woah, old friend, it’s bittersweet
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| But how could you do this to me?
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| How could you do this to me?
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| Yeah
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| 'Cause you are not who you think you are
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| There’s no grain on these brown eyes
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| But they can be green if they really want
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| And I can bend your words
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| So they say exactly what hurts the most
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| But silence is better than fake laughs or faking we’re always up
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| Loose grip
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| The world bends around you
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| And living through cracked screens
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| We fold down to what we want
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| Out of love
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| We talk through lines, we’re made of smoke
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| And just in time, we drift away
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| Diffusing light, confusing times
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| Growing up, or cascading down?
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| Cascading down
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| I’m hurting now
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| But change comes slow
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| If you hate what’s in your head, the fuck would you speak your mind?
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| In search of lost time
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| Just 21, so I’m young and I’m stupid
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| Only 16, yeah, I think you should’ve known
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| I think you fucked me up
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| I think, I think you fucked me up
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| And I’ve got nothing to say to you
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| It’s been a few years and I moved on
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| Couldn’t make it disappear, oh I tried so hard to be strong
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| But I grew up today and faced that I’m not just lonely
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| Don’t feel much better but I guess that it’s a start |