I told myself that with you gone now I could write more
I told myself that I’ve been waiting for years
I told myself all the things that you wouldn’t let me get to, I’d get to
I told myself I wouldn’t just sit around thinking about you
I guess I was wrong
Can you hear me out?
I’m not so sure anymore
I’ll get up out of the house and make myself some new friends
Something I haven’t done for years
I’m not sure that I know what to do when I’m making new friends
When they ask what I’m thinking do I just keep my mouth shut?
