Here I am again trying to forget the past but I can’t pretend that it won’t make its way back I can’t look at you the same as I could before Even though apologies were made I feel it more and more In the back of my head lies memories repressed as I begin the salvage the happiness I have left Too young to take in all the problems at hand but old enough to know exactly where I stand Rebuild, rebuild I’ll do whatever it takes to have my mind sit still Cut you off cause I’ve had enough I’m sick hearing I need to “toughen up” This is not the way that I’m supposed to be I’m fucking drowning and you’re letting me Please, no more I’m too far gone to float back to shore now You’re still reading the book but guess what? I skipped to the last chapter We all die at the end. Regardless of the way you pretend that my best interest is at hand It’s just the way you pull me down It’s like I can’t do a thing for myself without you… Pulling at my sleeves All you want to do is drag to my knees Pulling at my sleeves All you want to do is drag me to my fucking knees And now I find myself believing in fictitious heroes I’ve come to know at the end of the day it’s just the way that the wind blows I can only save myself without your help So if this is what it has to come to, you’re another burned bridge under my belt The calm before the storm…forming around me, closing me in The feeling begins Here I am again trying to forget the past but I can’t pretend that it won’t make its way back I can’t look at you the same as I could before Even though apologies were made I feel it more and more
