Walking past you isn't the same

It was never comfortable

It was one conversation

Disregard everything

That we held and that in the past

It's my vindictive self

Never felt like this

I needed help

Help

Entranced by the one song

Painting the perfect picture of us

Why do that next to me

Surely you know how I feel

I know I'm trying hard

To make it not your problem

Something there out yet

That ceases to properly fully exist

I just want to talk to you

Do you want me to?

You'll be happy to know

This song is about you