This is the last thing that I figured out when we were both just sitting out in the front yard. It kills me, 'cause I cannot think of all of it. Or am I just making excuses, as always? 'Cause there's more than this. There's always something to hide. There's always more to it, and there's always something to hide.
\"Keep Myself Away\"
Why can't I come back this Sunday? I need to take back all the things I said. I can't say goodbye to nothing that I can't seem to keep myself away. Why couldn't you have come back last Sunday? Now, you're not allowed to take back the things you said. That's bullshit! Nobody's asking for byes. I can't seem to keep myself away.
\"Cough\"
Why, hello there. How have you been? You look different, the contrast I am in. Don't care who you're with, I'm just glad that you're right here. How obvious that this time was bound to happen. But if we both know what's good for us, we'll just walk away. 'Cause catching up would just temporarily think that we're both back in love.
\"Forever\"
I know it hurts. We're meant to get repeated, but not to get depleted. I never really knew what love was until I met you. Please don't leave now. If I were to ever get stuck inside the echoes of this romance, then I'll beat it down. Beat it away from the sound. I can't just go back. I can't stay away. I can't stay away from you. You and me were meant to be. Please don't leave now. Needless to say, I'm in this to stay with you. I feel so defeated, so lost and confused without you. I know you're all right, I know you're okay. Still, needless to say, I'm in this to stay with you until the end of time.
