I'm holding back right now because I'm numb to what's around.
Everything has turned to grey.
So just let me sad, because that's all I have left.
Can you see it in my eyes?
I've been distant.
My love, I can't tell if it's the end or the beginning.
I know I haven't been myself, I'll admit it. I put up so many walls, So if I burned any bridges, just know I'm doing everything I can to try and fix it.
But knowing me I'll probably mess it up, so for now I'm blacking out the shades. This is probobly how I die.