Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I seen her sitting there, in that chair, sobbing, so
I walked up, and i said, "why you here all alone?"
And she looked me in the face with a glare, followed close
by a shrug, in a sigh said "I'm fine on my own,
and besides, I don't need another person's sympathy"
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to intervene.
But I seen you here sitting by yourself, and the more
I watched you, the more I wished that I could help"
She didn't need to speak when she offered me a seat,
then said "you'll regret that you opt to even meet.
All I want is just to want to be with me, but I hate who I am, and it's hard to even sleep. It's hard to even eat,
and the darkness seems to be the only comfort in my heart
so I crawl beneath my sheets. Just to hide from this monster deep in me"
So I sang her this song, harmonizing peacefully, like.
{Hook}
[Verse 2]
So now I'm sitting here, in this chair, awful zoned
and she's staring at my face, quite aware of the tone
in the moment, and sees that I'll spare what I know.
My soul isn't as empty as hers, but it's cold.
She broke the silence "I'm not one to pass judgment
but I can see that your eyes hold numbness
and I can see that your mind holds 'What ifs' "
I couldn't breathe, she was right, "no love that I ever had
ever felt good in the end" I stated sharply, "no woman I could ever befriend." She plainly nodded, then looked at me.
"It'd be good if we end this right now." "No, you mistook what I meant."
"In any case it'd be better to part, I don't need
to rip off another shred of my heart."
So she stood up, and walked down that empty hallway
as I sat with my feeble psyche, this song played.
{Hook}
[Bridge]
You're not going to feel good, if you've never felt bad
so embrace what aches you.
But, if you have a choice, choose to move, and avoid
all of those things that pain you.
It's better not to feel, than to feel if you feel what I feel,
when I feel right now.
And I can't be free, because I can't be me. Being me means I'd have to have you.
[Verse 3]
I see her sitting there, in that chair, sobbing, so
I began to walk toward her then stopped.
On my own, I will probably be better, it's not that I don't
want to love, I just don't want to go on that road.
That road holds jealousy and envy, fed-up feelings, emptiness
hell in feeling every kind of emotion that hurts
lying and hoping it works, and I'm here, still trying to get over the worst.
So I stand for a minute, she remains crying.
As I look up from a distance I remain silent.
I really want to help her get better
but I don't want to hurt again ever.
So I resume walking to my destination
pass her on that chair as she looks at me, anxious.
I see her crumble as I'm hiking along
and as I pass her on the chair she's reciting this song, like...
[Outro]
I'm sick of feeling love for the people who fuck me over
when it's over.
And I'm sick of feeling hate and the anger that makes me weak and sinks me lower.
You were the best thing I ever came across
at first I had no interest.
Now I realize, that I should've realized what I had
before I missed it.
