We used to dream
About the house that we will buy needs room for three
We used to speak all night
About our family
Hoping we can speak it into reality
We used to dream
About the kid that we will have
Will come with stress
About the clothes that we will buy, and how they'll dress
And start to fight on whether i'm cleaning their mess
Why can't you let me go
We used to dream
About the times that we would wake them up for school
About how much we want our kids to think we're cool
Always be there, and just love them was our rule
Now she's fine
Left three years behind
For another guy
And i wonder why
I used to lay down on your chest
While you play with my hair
Now when i'm sad, no one can hold me
You don't f*cking care
No ounce of sympathy or guilt
What's wrong inside your mind
I tried to kill my self recently
Are you f*cking blind
And now when i speak to you
You sit there all stunned and paused
So i tell you about how much it hurts
You're super shocked
And i don't think that you're aware
About the things you caused
You never heard me out
That's why i make my f*cking songs
I should've known better
I should've kept my sweaters
I should've seen the signs
So i could adapt to the weather
I have no to place to go
No place to call my home
I lived my whole life in this city
But sometimes it feels unknown
Sometimes i like to think
About the life we always dreamed
About the life we planned and set
And how our house needs room for Three
Does that ever cross your mind?
The love you left behind
My stuff inside of your closet
Building dust until it dies