I'm sorry and it's my fault.
I'm sorry I'm such a coward and the words I write are the ones I'd never say.
I'm not sure what I'm hiding from,
Or behind.
The music or the words?
Sometimes they're both the cruelest.
I'm afraid of a lot of things,
And myself was the worst.
I'm scaring of messing up,
Of fessing up.
I'm afraid of change,
And certain commitments,
Because I have self-doubt.
What I think I want, is what I thought was the best.
But it just hurt my head to think.
I thought you gave up on me.
I'm not sure if it was just you
Or me.
Sometimes, running away from my problems seems best.
But no matter what,
I can't drown this out.
To another, this is me saying,
I'm calling this off.
I'm just gonna go back to being "just friends".
And keep on feeling wrong.
So forget what I asked.
I'm just gonna hide for a while.
Don't worry. Don't care. It's for the best.
I feel like what I'm doing is so full of myself,
And I'm ripping my hair out trying to stop.
And to you, I'll try.
I can't do this myself,
Because I'll blame myself,
After giving up again.
But I'm sorry.
So I'm gonna try.
Let's see if sixteen holds so much better days.
