please don't fade from the things we said
i don't need you, but you're necessary
to keep me breathing steady,
but sometimes i'd rather be dead

sometimes i think to blame this all on you
and sometimes late at night,
i think about how if i just didn't text you,
or if i just got rid of that ticket,
then i could cut this feeling away

but maybe i love the pain that comes with it
it only makes sense that this would pass me