everything that could have been

there is an art

to falling apart

just follow steps 1 through 10 and you're done

when you don't know yourself

anymore

it's time to get out of here

just take my hand there is nothing to fear

another day is wasted again

and everything that could have been

a burden i still bear

even though you're gone

i'm still holding onto everything that could have been

even though you're gone i'm still holding onto everything that could have been

mistakes

i've made a few

look at the mess that i've made and you'll see

that things don't always go as planned

mistrust

the source of this pain

you say you're angry

there's no one to blame but you and the choices you've made

i wounder what could have been

is this the end?

i wonder what could have been

is this the end?