Well, today is the 15th.
And you know what that means,
Time to sit and go through boxes of old pictures.
See if I can bring myself to
The brink of giving up,
I never follow through, you tell me all the time.

Spend my days looking back, and
I wonder if you're looking up,
From underneath someone who is able to be,
Everything that I'm not.
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I'm visiting that grave, and
The epitaph has already been chiseled in my mind.
I'm bringing it all down right now,
The way I should have let you go,
And let you ruin one life,
Instead of two.

I'll spend tonight by myself,
For the first time I try to look ahead,
And find something that
Isn't doomed like we were,
Now all I need,
Is a second chance.

Spend my days looking back, and
I wonder if you're looking up,
From underneath someone who is able to be,
Everything that I'm not.