| Tell me, have I gone too far?
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| Do I even seem like me?
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| Nothing that I said before was true
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| I never wanna leave behind
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| Demons that have pushed me through
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| Always wanna waste my time with you
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| Made it to the corner store on Brush Street
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| Thought I had another night left in me
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| Dreaming about a day when I was sipping bright
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| I miss how your voice would raise at cheap fights
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| How you never pulled a punch until the one night
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| The night when you finally coughed up the truth
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| Tell me, have I gone too far?
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| Do I even seem like me?
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| What if what I said before was true?
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| I never wanna leave behind
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| Demons that have pushed me through
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| Always wanna waste my time with you
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| I could see your soul slip away with every drink
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| The way your body dangles underneath its strings
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| Sitting here wondering what you let it keep its grips at night
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| I miss when these worries didn’t drown me
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| How we promised to embrace all of the ripped seams
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| 'Til I shattered that glass and you just watched me bleed
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| Tell me, have I gone too far?
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| Do I even seem like me?
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| And what if what I said before was true?
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| I never wanna leave behind
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| People that have pushed me through
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| Just know that I would give my life for you |