I know, I know I should be better I think I am to some degree I cant explain why it gets harder The more people count on me Maybe its all in my head And nothings changed And Im still in the basement With no tattoos or mortgage payments
Im not so good with tenses Im tensing up thinking about What Im supposed to call you now It takes a lot to shake me But my body breaks to figure out How to leave the past behind When its around all of the time And I dont know what I should call you now
I dont believe that anyone Runs from their past so easily Unless they run towards someone else And Ive seen you lacing up for years I guess your future looks great Well, good for you Youre still my inspiration But less in tune and more abrasive
Ex sounds dirty I cant say it It sounds so final And Im still praying For the worse or for the better Were nothing now Were just two letters I hope you understand Im not prepared to call you just a friend