Maybe I was just that sad playlist that you listened to every time you’re lonely,
Maybe that happy meal that you needed when you wanted a toy,
Maybe the alcohol you drank when you wanted to forget your broken heart for a night,
Maybe that cigarette that was on your lips the night you were lonely,
I could’ve been anything you needed,
But in the end you only wanted me for a moment.

tonight, my last night is calm and quaint
the crickets cry to the sound of moonlight
as the clear twilight sky begins to fade away
an hour from now the stars will die
and the world will be painted
in a brilliant array
like a Da Vinci painting
or a Mozart symphony
I cant help but remember the golden days
filled with chaos and fear
they bore beauty and triumph
and recollect as masterpieces
tenfold by every year
but the moment of living is different
it's not something we can understand
we only love the moment
once it has slipped our feeble hands
so this time I must capture it
before I commit to my sudden end
and prevent my last nostalgic moment
from torturing me
ever again

you can keep me warm forever
I will gladly be your maybe