It starts like a book
But minus an end
All the predetermined words
They aren't making sense
Living life uncertain
At losses with friends
But I'd never tell them
Am I making sense?
So let me go
I guess it's now or never
And the pretence was better
Of what this could have been
I'm insecure in it
The plans we had diminished
What this could have been
So let me go
I wish you gave me credit
We became so estranged
I put in too much effort
For nothing to change
Even if I thought I could
I wouldn't stay (wouldn't stay)
You take up space in my behaviour anyway
So let me go
I guess it's now or never
And the pretence was better
Of what this could have been
I'm insecure in it
The plans we had diminished
What this could have been
I guess it's now or never
And the pretence was better
Of what this could have been
I'm insecure in it
The plans we had diminished
What this could have been
