honestly,i cant imagine things differntly,
i love you, i just miss how it used to be.
but things pass bye, and now everytime,
i look u in the eye, theres this stange emptyness inside,
but i guess i accept the fact that you aint commin back,
it justs hurts to admit that thats that, and the lines flat.
to say we're alone, is stretching the line,
sometimes its home, thts hard to find,
but thats fine, life goes on, people change,
and tehre nothing wrong with feeling ashamed,
nohing wrong with being low, but i cant ride alone,
and cant fly solo, and i guess i didnt realise,
how much i didnt show.I guess i cant criticise after all these lies,
but now, finally, i can see, that we're never gonna comprimise.
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