I should have you out of my head by now
In some ways you are but my heat doesnt agree
It keep bring you up and asks me if...
If i had said it sooner, if i had never said it
If i had walked you home, if i had never talked to you
If "we" had never been a thing, would "I" be better now?
If I had fought harder to keep "us", what could have been next.
I tell myself its over
You're gone, and I know I'm the blame
But i cant help wondering, a painful little if
if i called tonight, would you answer?
If i texted you today, what would you say?
If i try to start again, would there even be a chance?
My head ive found is easy to please, keep it busy and you're never a
thought.
My heart though is difficult, no matter what i try to do, you remain a
constant thought
That painful eternal
If
does it ever feel
like
everything you do is wrong,
that no matter the place, the time,
or how youve tried
does it ever feel
like
your alone, despite the crowd
like no one knows you,
but your tell yourself you didnt want it
anyway
does it ever feel
like
a storm in your heart
like
you want to shout
but
lost the words somewhere on the way
to here