What’s the point in holding on
When you’ve already to let go?
If this feeling’s so strong,
Why don’t our pieces fit anymore?
I showed you all I am,
So I ask you
Wasn’t I already enough?
The torture of my unanswered questions
Only leaves me even further broken than before.
I could have sworn we’d last forever,
But forgive me,
I was too naïve for you.
If that’s that case then
I’ll keep stumbling over the little things,
And pretend that you hurt inside.
‘Cause something tells me
That this is not the end.