I think I'll just stop And it's fine if you don't notice You have a new match to light To spark up and ignite I'm fine in my ashened and withered self I'm tired as it is, so grant me my solace Let me rest finally after spending so many nights awake and alone with you I've been drowning in the melted wax and supposed dreams of what and how I'll just stop burning what's left of me And go back to myself that was myself when you weren't involved When nobody was ever involved
I shouldn't feel to this, I can't. But I do. And I'm finally going to do something about it.