If everything was up to me I would be gone by the first sign
The first sign of hope I'd be packed up and out of my way.
And time has been spread so thin and it's just hours till the day begins
And the things that are keeping you here are not keeping me here
And the things that are keeping you here will keep me away
And, "You'll be sorry," isn't that what they'll say?
Don't follow your heart cause it just seems to get in your way
And don't ever leave here and mope at your leisure
And straighten out your crease here and truth is in a tall beer
Are you drowning your fears in a glass of deception?
When everything is hazy then everything will be okay
When everything is hazy then you won't be sad that you stayed
I'm not asking for everything, but sure, I could use a hand
Get a little anxious sometimes you'll be gone and I'll be left behind
Get a little nervous sometimes it'll be my queue and I'll forget my lines
Get a little lost look, as I'm staring from the corner of my eye
Never really mastered disinterest
I can't see how the way that you leave me only makes us close
I must be out of touch
I won't ask you to give up on the things that seem to keep you gone
but I could be gone too
Feel a little sorry sometimes, you're not here when I am writing
feels a little awkward sometimes, you won't talk but we're not fighting
you hold on to your secrets, and I'm not privy to whats on your mind
but I cannot help but feel tired, so tired, so tired
Dedications of how I placed and I see your resemblance in my face
And on our birthday I said an extra wish for you
And I have learned so much since you been gone
And I have done so little for so long
So now I'll settle up my grievances and focus on the savory
And wave all these discrepancies away and I'll figure out these misconceptions
Give out faith at my discretion live a life that you would think was sane
Displaying changes that they have made
And I wonder if you really wanted it this way
And in your memory they even hung a plaque for you