Maybe if I was more like her,
We'd be okay, again.

It's not the fact I'm letting go,
I'm just proving myself wrong.

If this is really goodbye,
Then tell me,
Don't keep me hanging on.

And she knew,
No matter how hard she tries,
She'd never be able to hide how she felt.

Don't make her feel worthless,
She feels that way enough as it is.

And she screams at the top of her lungs,
Cursing the world and all it has put her through.

There's to much hurt,
For her to keep trying.

She's slowly losing grip,
Help her remember how it use to be,
Because the memories are fading,
And so is she.

She tries so hard,
But knows she'll get nowhere,

And this on-going feeling,
Is a feeling she hates,
It makes her wonder,
And when she wonders,
It leads to regrets.