Couldn't forget the words they said
I know it's all inside my head
I know that it's all wrong
I should stick to a somber song
Couldn't forget the words they said
Like paper there's too much to shred (Torn to pieces)
Could I? Leave it unsaid
Time
For the sickening disease
Won't take control
I'll do it on my own
I'll do it all alone
This time
The connotations of the end
The implications that we read
I'm overanalyzing every word and every letter that's inside
I wonder if I'm good enough?
I wonder if I'm too fucked up
I wonder why I feel like I'm so fucking goddamn hard to love
Am I? I won't take it
Time
For the sickening disease
Won't take control
I'll do it on my own
I'll do it all alone
This time
