Yes, what my chest felt wasn’t wrong
If I had followed my gut all along
I’d still be doing my thing, not suffering like this
And in the early morning, it hits even more
I down the bottle, they say it’s to forget
What you left behind that won’t give me rest
You left your kisses all over my skin
An empty bed where the fire had been
Now only ashes remain from the cigarettes
From the anxiety and depression you left me with
You left me wanting to love you so sweet
To write a story that no one had seen
But again, I repeat this bad habit of mine
Falling for someone who won’t ever be mine
You left me so stuck, but I’m not feeling low
Give me a week, I’ll pull myself out on my own
I was making plans, saving up for trips
Giving you a good life, while you were calling someone else “My love”
Someone who will never love you like I do
Who could never be what I am to you
I no longer ask God to bring you back
Just for patience so it doesn’t hurt so bad
To erase all the memories I have of you
Especially the ones when you were on top of me
And you left your kisses all over my skin
An empty bed where the fire had been
Now only ashes remain from the cigarettes
From the anxiety and depression you left me with
You left me wanting to love you so sweet
To write a story that no one had seen
But again, I repeat this bad habit of mine
Falling for someone who won’t ever be mine
You left me so stuck, but I’m not feeling low
Give me a week, I’ll pull myself out on my own