you leave for good,
yeah, yeah sad and all,
I'll attempt to chase you,
when I'm in desperate need,
but I will find someone new,
someone who will stop me
from doing the most idiotic things
someone who won't be ashamed
of holding my hand in public,
someone who understands
what goes on inside my head,
someone who will break down to their knees
with me, be as sad as I am,
but also continue comforting me,
and I'll continue to comfort you,
someone who will correct me
when I'm wrong, and I'll be grateful for it,
why? because these incorrect things
are things I need to know;
it's simply one of those things where
it's not a want, it's a need
so run, run along
but I won't be there with bandaids
when you fall
