Did the weight and all the pressure weed you out?
You got away, but I still carry you around.
I carry you around.
I want to know what I’ve been fighting for.
I want to know what I’ve become.
And is there something else I’m waiting for?
Or is the damage finally done?
Cause I’m done.
I’m done.
And it’s hard to watch you roam the room.
To watch you from the wall.
And it’s all I’ve got to think about.
It’s hard to watch you roam the room.
To watch you from the wall.
And every day gets old
Did you speak the words, or say nothing at all?
And how did you find a way to speak up when I’d call?
And when your friends say I’m a waste of time,
Then you can find out on your own.
And if it’s coming down to pick a side,
Then you can decide where to go.
And it’s hard to watch you roam the room.
To watch you from the wall.
And it’s all I’ve got to think about.
It’s hard to watch you roam the room.
To watch you from the wall.
And every day gets old
Cause I’m done.
