I only try to be louder
Than echo of my regrets
What happened with of this beauty
I tear the rope in my hand trying to let this go
I used to think we're still bounded
Where I'm so fucking lost and you're so fucking found
I used to think that I'm still drawing moving a tree branch along this ground
I'm still waiting for the rain
To wash away
Paper town inside of my head
I turn my back to everything
I'm still walking through the night
In all alone
Flashing lights and empty crossroads
Will never lead me back home
And I'll take the blame
I don't fucking judge I'm still holding on
I just want to put back a piecre of glass that you broke
I just want to mend everything we've done
If you hear it all
I'll be always sorry for the mess I've made
If I carry this weight
I want you know
I've got nothing to hate