To finish your own life by hand,
May seem like the right thing to do.
But to free yourself from this land,
Is to imprison those that love you.
Nothing in this life means anything,
If you are not loyal to it.
I say that I'm over it. Some days I really believe it.
But you were in my dream last night. And I still look for your car every time I drive by.
When I realized that I didn’t want to love you anymore, I realized that I probably never did.
Stop looking for me. You’ll never find me again.
You're like that old sweater in the back of my closet;
I don't really want you,
But I can't seem to let you go