Replayed moments in my mind
Strange bed, turn out the lights
But you let go
Before I could open my eyes
And I’m sure you knew from the start
That it was over
.
And here I am
At the drift-away, at the goodbye
Wondering, “Was it my fault?
Was is my fault?”
.
Somehow we fell apart
Right at that pivotal moment
Something that didn’t have to be
All or nothing
Became so black and white
.
I said I was done
But I didn’t mean it
I said that I cared
I don’t think you believed it
So tell me now
My heart reaches out
Is there something I could have done different?
.
I am tired of all the
Would-have-beens
That keep playing in my mind
They interrupt my sleep at night
Of all the places our journey could go
I didn’t think it would lead us here
In the dark and all alone
But maybe I’m the only one who feels alone
.
And here I am
At the drift-away, at the goodbye
Saying, “It was all your fault,
But no it wasn’t your fault.”
.
It is a sickness how much I blame myself
I have to fight the need to hate myself
I need to throw all this blame at you
But then I need to clean it off
.
I am angry and hurt
Because I am missing you
But mostly I just want to hear
That you thought I mattered, too
I play this tired game of rewind
Because letting you go is the furthest thing from my mind.