I pick up the phone and put it back down, convince myself that there's no use.
It'll only bring back memories I've been trying my best to forget.
But they live in my walls and the harder I run, the faster that I start to fall.
Then they surround me and scream in my face.
What once was my haven, is now a terrible place.
And then I'm drowning, getting pulled under by what we were and what we could be.
And you're laughing, calling me naive and spitting out questions like did I honestly think I was good enough?
And I'm crying, breathing in water, trying to fight it but the feeling is stronger.
Then I realize that I'll never win.
When I start to let go, you pull me back in.
And I'll never be skinny or pretty enough, I'm sick of disappointment it's time to give up.
But the hold that you've got on me is stronger than my common sense..
So I'll live in the shadows of the girl that you love, and always remain second best.