I hear this raining but it’s all in my head
I can speak about brokenness but I rather talk about bending instead..
Suffering is a word that my bones don’t even like
But funny how they go threw that word every night
In relationship you give you’re all and never think twice
Cause at the end of the day you’re never coming home again and I’ve finally moved on right
Pop the popcorn turn off the lights my mind plays movies of us the play is called “the wrong and the rights”
Who was right ? Who was wrong ?
Here I am sitting back thinking
Where did we go wrong
But you don’t care you moved on
It’s been a year so why am I still sitting in this theater .....
All alone..