Everything that was said
Was indefensible in my head
An I'll-conceived attempt
At some dreamt self-validation
Not based at all on the bed that we had laid in
And I won't forget your face when I said...
"I thought I'd need you
The way you said you'd always need me
Now I see through
Everything
Everything"
If opaque was the word that you would use
When it came to my views
I guess the term "best friends" wears off like a bruise
Is that the truth
Or am I just getting used to it?
Is that what we do
When the grip of love is loosening?
I've tried to make amends
With intentions to be friends
But you told me hollow compliments
Meant a definite end
I burned all of the pictures in my closet
If there's a piece of mind to find in this, then I have lost it
It's gone
It's gone
It's gone
It's gone
Everything that had been said
Was indefensible in my head
It was an I'll-conceived attempt
At some dreamt self-validation
It's no use
It's no use
It's no use
When the grip on everything we had has loosened
