I should've written you in pencil,
So I could erase all of my problems.
But you wrote on me in sharpie,
Your name is in my heartbeat,
And now I'm attached,
But I don't want to be.
I should set myself free.
But you yell at me,
Then you just hold on to me.
Like I promised it,
I never promised anything.
Neither did you.
You never promised to be a good friend,
So I can't accuse you of anything.
But I can walk away.
Remember: I didn't promise to stay.