| The feeling starts to sink in
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| But it’s beginning to rust
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| Still hanging onto the things that we discussed
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| But the point that was made isn’t said and done…
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| Now the sun shines so bright, but it won’t shine for you
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| You remind me of rain in July
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| And the gloom that I felt for a year
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| And the clouds are always shaped just like you
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| But there’s a parting light…
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| I always told you that someday
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| I would be packing my bags and I would be on my way
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| You always laughed in my face
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| And made the world seem so grey
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| Lay in the bed that you made
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| So I can finally say that I’m fine
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| You can just say «whatever,»
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| I won’t change my mind 'cuz I know that I’m better off
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| But I am cursed with a staircase wit
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| Always find the words when it’s too late to let them slip
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| Don’t judge me on my bad habits
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| I could pick out every flaw of yours
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| And unearth all your imperfections
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| Beneath the surface I have seen
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| The ugly truth behind the beauty queen
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| I always told you that someday
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| I would be packing my bags and I would be on my way
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| You always laughed in my face
|
| And made the world seem so grey
|
| Lay in the bed that you made
|
| So I can finally say that I’m fine
|
| You can just say «whatever,»
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| I won’t change my mind 'cuz I know that I’m better off
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| But I am cursed with a staircase wit
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| Always find the words when it’s too late to let them slip
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| Held it back, lost the nerve
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| Was too scared to talk when you gave me your hand
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| And you gave me your heart
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| When you should have kept it to yourself
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| You should have kept it to yourself
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| I wish you’d kept it to yourself |