I’ve burnt myself out obsessed with what I couldn’t be.
Tired of wasting time on the f*cking things that I could never see.
It never was the same, can never go back to that way.
I’ve wasted too many days waiting on a beginning.
Can’t measure up to the past.
Ending this wreak without an impact.
Not good enough for the best.
I’ve ruined it this far, won’t ruin the rest.
I put my whole heart into an empty hole.
I’ve been sailing paper ships,
watching you burn them all down.
Not praying for tomorrow so you can just throw it in my face.
This time I’m leaving,
won’t wait for another heart break.
Can’t measure up to the past.
Ending this wreak without an impact.
Not good enough for the best.
I’ve ruined it this far, won’t ruin the rest.
And I won’t wait for this ...
I’ve been basing my hopes and dreams on the things
I could never be
and the insecurities are killing me.
And it’s crushing me inside.
Coming down in black and white and the sound will drown this out . . . We all lost out.