The anxiety kills me for days
you know I'd never take anything from you
terrified of parting ways,
and I admit I was unaware of being alone
I'm terrible at letting go
and in this clutch is empty air
hot stares, and it's all a waste of time
without you being present in my life
If I could spend any of my time
in any place it'd be in front of your eyes
still terrified of parting ways
from the one that brought the best out of me
