the only good part is the first paragraph, the rest was rushed.
i think theres more hurt then there ever was
when we all used to talk and rely on our trust
i think since we’ve changed we’ve lost our common sense
causing us to lose our power of will
it’s always been about me and you
but overtime, we tore to two
as i choose my next words- scared for your reply
i wish we’ll go back to the days when it was you and i
i’m holding on, i assume i’m brave
words can’t hold up to the depth of what i’m trying to say
i’m sorry for the lack of creativity, i’m terribly cliche
i’m sorry we both lost the right way to think
counting these lonely-streets
one by one, its like i can’t let this go
i don’t even know what i’m saying right now
please let tomorrow be the time when time turns around
i’m sorry
i know, i know
i’m sorry
we’ll never be the same