It might be cheesy but reflections make it easier
To overcome anxieties that keep me up at night
Well I'm not proud and shouldn't say these things out loud
But you're not listening to me, ignore my songs where I'm done swallowing my pride
In time
Say all wounds heal in time
But that calls into question these things left behind
And I'll admit
That there are days when I still think that they'll return
That those emotions are but buried and not burned
But the realist within kills those thoughts and I'm forced to face the fact
That the things that once completed me are all rooted in the past
So I'm learning how to feel complete severed from my better half
Wanna find a new obsession to prove I'm moving on
But you're so irreplaceable, it seems like nothing's good enough
This status of desperate apathetic is a cycle of despair
Hope you maintain ambivalence
Let your guilt be absolved
Cos this shit's not you're problem
I'm a wreck and this tension's my fault (It's my fault)
And I wish that I wasn't
But this silence bathes said wounds in salt