I sit in my room and hear the rain pit patterring away
I sit is my room and try to listen to what my parents say
They believe I'm broken and breaking more each day
But who am I to say they're wrong?
Who am I to think I was strong?
Who am I to think I belong?
So I continue to sit in my room and listen to the rain soothe me
And I stop questioning who I'm meant to be
And I finally accept that we just weren't meant to be.
Does that make what you've done right?
Of course not, you'll be the last person I ever trust in the night
Because night can hide who we really are but what shows us the truth is light
I'm more than upset you lied to me the entire time
I'm more than upset all those "I love yous" were just a crime
So instead of focusing on it I rhyme
I rhyme as the pitter patter of the rain draws me in
I rhyme as the pitter patter of the rain lets me see where we havs been
I rhyme as the pitter patter of the rain tries to gelp me win
But I've already lost because I can think of nothing but you
You took a knife and stabbed it in my heart, through and through
And now I must start anew
