I’ve had enough of finding out like this
Bad luck is something I’m familiar with
There’s something wrong with just showing up
with nothing to say
Sometimes I hope you don’t go through with it
Cut off and living like you should’ve been
One second closer to freedom
Other places other people
I think you need them
Just one accident, didn’t know what to say
Now we're holding it up
It’s nothing personal
I didn’t have the time to just throw away
and I won’t be getting it back
You say it’s the only way
Ask once and I will show you honesty
Should I continue living quietly?
There’s nothing wrong with just showing up
to see how it goes