You're probably having the same conversations with your friends
That I always have with mine
About how I'm too hung up and how I need to just get over it
But these kinds of wounds only heal with time
So, let me know if ever there is anything that I can do
To help you out, or make you feel alright
I still think about you often, I still wonder how you're doing
I still fear that you'll let this world dim your light
I'm sorry for it all
I'm sorry for it all
For it all
