This was all
Another song for you to write
If you think about it,
There's nothing else
We were ever good for.
We are
Too bad to forget
We were
Too good
To last
And this song
Is just a sum of words
To us
Your recollection is
Just hanging there
Above me
From all the sick beds
In this town
You crawled into mine
And after leaving everything
You hate about yourself inside me
You can say that
It's me that you love
It's a fucked up situation
All through your different point of view
You're trying to simplify
Your feeling
But you see,
For me it's no use
Please keep me on your mind when you leave