I wrote all of these little words for you
but without them I don't know what I'd do
because now that I've lost you
I'm losing these too.

I'm like the ocean and babe
you're like my sky
I promised I wouldn't be just another guy
Honey, remember I am always here for you
And when you feel down
we can both be blue.

How can you forget him
If you keep seeing yourself as
A martyr?
Stop glorifying failure.
Be a **Survivor.

Take my breath from me
Take it all and then leave me
I'll let you do all that you want to me
But don't pretend that It's happy
It's not okay, thanks for asking though
It's hard to say you sir are an *******
But it's just me, and I'm nothing special

So I'm sorry your betrayal isn't enough
I'm sorry your fairy tale was
But mostly I'm sorry that I let you

It's okay, I don't even look anymore
It's okay, I won't even speak again
Since I can't replace what you took
Well, I shouldn't even be writing this then
Should I?
No, even you can't control me
But since you know me, you know I'll let you

So I'm sorry I wasn't perfect growing up
I'm sorry that you got everything you want
But mostly I'm sorry I let you

Now, I know it's nothing I could help
But deep down I told myself
that when you finally break down
I will be the only one who isn't around
It's kind of sad to think about
Do you deserve it?
Of course you do for all the people that you've been hurting
me included
But it wouldn't make me any better than you
would it?
No, I would be worse than
I would be cursed then
when I finally found something good I would lose them
because then I would deserve it
So right here, I'm ending this endless cycle
I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll forget you as soon as I forgive you
Because I know that you love him
And I'm only sorry I let you

Oooooh

Don't be sorry, I did it to me
Blades could only reach my skin deep
But only some can get through
And I'm sorry I let you

Okay, you started this. I'll open up. I guess I'll get first move.

I'll move my pawn to G-4 and you'll counter with a horse. Face to face they'll battle until what's mine is finally yours. Pawn from F-2 to F-3, now there's no way your knight is getting past me. Next you take my queen, and I go from a king to a man. It's like comparing *Kings to Castles. Which has a better move span? Not like movement, but in strategy. Now see, you're like a white knight and I'm a black castle. I'm a pawn who got strong so he wouldn't have to take **** from *******. The world doesn't revolve around, this is a life that can work without you and I can make it all happen if you put me in the wrong mood. I'm more powerful than you could fully comprehend. You can threaten me and show off all you want, we know how this'll end. Try not to copy me, and do or say the exact same thing. I'll get my queen back, before my pawn takes your king.

You're right, I'm not a person. My mama always said, "Don't show your emotions. Don't disrupt their commotion. This corrupt world'll show 'em that a little explosion can cause a big fire, and a little liar can bring the flames higher." I'm not as dumb as I look. I refuse to conform even when my world shook I refuse to be the norm, so am I Captain Hook and you're my Peter Pan? But's the difference between a bandit and a crook? Oh yeah, it's my hand I'll be what you made me to be. I'll be what I used to be, but trust me that you will not be the hero of this story. Now, if you didn't read carefully, turn right back around, because if you didn't figure it out by now, there'll be a hint of doubt. Trust me, even if I've got my head in the clouds, I can promise you right now that I have both of my feet on the ground, and if you get me to speak up it'll be the last sound you'll ever hear.

I'm about to explode on someone close to me. I'm about to be as good to you as you were to me. I'm so close to an disastrous end. My sword is a pen and I'm about to slay a dragon and fend off my demons and knowing me I'll fight 'till the end because I can't stand to give up or give in no matter if this is a fighting I will be winning. Get it? I won't stay another night inside my head because I'm so sick of feeling like my body is made of lead. I just sink deeper into this depressive state like a rock to water. No matter what I feel like I know that someone has it harder. Like some father who's worried a boy'll knock-up his daughter. I'm sorry that you can't handle what your friends think of me, so you'd rather be a martyr to a cause that isn't even worth the cost you'll pay. I know the games you'll play. Watch. She'll ignore you and you'll act sad so she'll feel bad and look at that, you got her attention back. You'll memorize all the little bad things they do. Even if it's an accident and no one cares, except for you. I'll watch from the sideline as you continue to hurt them. You'll eventually run out of pawns for your sick game of *******. We all know this nice act of yours is just a diversion. I don't know how they keep falling for your story. It's like Marley and me; the **** version. So when you're done and finally end up alone, I won't be lonely. I'll sit at home with my wife, Trinity, Jacob and Jamie.