look at that you finally left
never thought id see the day
that you would grow so strong
with so much left to say
to me about all this mess
you left in the worst way
cant see the reason for it
not saying you should stay.
just meant its not the same
oh no its not the same


you're not really leaving
you're more just running
running from the things you feel
i never said i wanted to stay
but i never told you to
go away and now
you're already gone.
what can i do? what would i do . . .

so how does it feel on your own?
how does it look from where you are?
i left just like you did alone.
slammed the door to your car
like it was me slamming a brick in your face