I know, I know
I should be better
I think I am to some degree
I cant explain why it gets harder
The more people count on me
Maybe its all in my head
And nothings changed
And Im still in the basement
With no tattoos or mortgage payments
Im not so good with tenses
Im tensing up thinking about
What Im supposed to call you now
It takes a lot to shake me
But my body breaks to figure out
How to leave the past behind
When its around all of the time
And I dont know what I should call you now
I dont believe that anyone
Runs from their past so easily
Unless they run towards someone else
And Ive seen you lacing up for years
I guess your future looks great
Well, good for you
Youre still my inspiration
But less in tune and more abrasive
Ex sounds dirty
I cant say it
It sounds so final
And Im still praying
For the worse or for the better
Were nothing now
Were just two letters
I hope you understand
Im not prepared to call you just a friend