Words Are Heavy

Three years down the drain Forgotten faster than the summer rain I wanted to stay But you were asking for so much You thought I didn't give enough And the truth Is I wasn't fucking ready for you And knew I would've done anything for you Two years working on myself For you to tell me, I don't even try I wanted to make it work I gave you Saturn five right before Christmas You texted me you wanted to break up And the truth Is I wasn't fucking ready for this But it's cool Maybe I'll just somehow come out of it