Texty
I feel so much
Why do they feel so little?
I'm forced to bite
My tongue, but even then the
Blood soaks
I stained every shirt I own
With words of regret and instability
So I stopped wearing white
And I stopped going out
I stopped talking to them and started
Talking to myself
Is she still echoing in your head?
The way you float into my dreams
If you still think of her
That's okay
I understand how hard it is
To let go
So I stopped wearing white
And I stopped going out
I stopped talking to them and started
Talking to myself
I understand why you go
I understand why you go
I understand why you go, oh
I understand
I understand why you go
I understand
I understand why you go
I understand why you go
I understand why you go, go, go
Oh
Written by: Oldsoul