I felt regret while spinning around in cycles,
But yet I met that feeling that lived inside her.
I kept the mess, no cleaning it up besides what I swept.
Forget everything I thought that I
learned Was I wrong to want you at home?
Never seem to pick up your phone.
You should take some time of your own.
The only thing I know is I'm unsure if My
withered brain will ever be in the right phase.
Stuck the words I've refrained, Walking through years in one place.
Unkind, unsweet, Like salt between the cracks of my teeth.
So weak, so tired of living in spite of your peace.
Unclean, please wash away the ghost from my
dream, Cause I think the means of loss will fight us.
Always hate the thought of your
taste, Always dread the look on your face.
Leave my here to rot at my pace.
By now I'm sure you know that I'm unsure If my
withered brain will ever be in the right phase.
Stuck by the words I've refrained, Walking through years in one place.

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