OK
AUSTIN LEEDS, ADAM SMITH, WILLEM FABER
I break the bones to pieces in my hands my clenching fingers,
Were you the same all along? did I just get bored?
Why did I push you away?
I still sit plagues with questions, your actions, your intentions,
Why couldn't you just talk to me?
Was it that I just couldn't smile anymore?
Tired of keeping it inside so I failed at you
And now I pass out every night I associate the worst things
With your face and I know you're at a loss from what
You threw away I just wish that you had left my innocence.
Even now I still wonder how you are truly concerned
That you're well even though you put me through this
Because I see that it's better off this way
When I think that it is right and I know that I'm ok.
