-Lyrics I Live By ♫ ♬ ♪

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It’s the wanting you, never getting you, keeps me wanting you. Missing you. Just to picture you is what gets me through. Fit for you. I was meant for you. What I was sent to do, meant to do, wasn’t meant for you.

Hope I said that shit right…

(Source: youtube.com)

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I’m never speaking up again; it only hurts me. I’d rather be a mystery than she desert me.

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I can even raise the child we’ll make. Make sure he’s loved & knows what God gave us. I can teach him how to walk and stand, but he needs you to help him be a man.

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I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes and I’m out of control and, at times, I’m hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.

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There’s a chance that I might not be taking this too well and there’s no reason to, as far as I can tell, if you can’t define your motivation.

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The place that I came from is my highest reason to stay here with you. I love your laughter; it reminds me of easier days.

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I don’t really wanna smell your perfume, but I spray a little in the room to hide your leaving.

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No longer am I holding a grudge. You used to live in my head rent-free. No longer do I think we’re in love. It’s time you pack your shit and leave.

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Before you judge me, try hard to love me. The painful youth I’ve had…

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So cry if you need to, but I can’t stay to watch you. That’s the wrong thing to do.
Touch if you need to, but I can’t stay to hold you. That’s the wrong thing to do.
Talk if you need to, but I can’t stay to hear you. That’s the wrong thing to do…
…’cause you’ll say you love me & I’ll end up lying and say ‘I love you too’.

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I’d be lying if I said I’m ready to say goodbye to yesterday.

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Who the fuck all these people I gotta please? Were they ever really concerned about my well-being?

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I’ve been outside. Invited in, but I couldn’t abide. Wouldn’t miss it again. Burning every bridge that I cross to find some beautiful place to get lost.

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I like to watch things burn down soft and gently.

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Since you been gone, I been having withdrawals—you were such a habit to call. I ain’t myself at all. Had to tell myself “naw, she better with some fella with a regular job.