Fine without you I stepped down from the flower come to put back the grin replace the months with some hours when we believe it’s when you’re off again as soon as you turn to leave that flower turns to a weed and I wish you could tell me how to spend all of your promises why would you ever come back here why would you ever return who told you you should come back here you know we’re always fine without you There’s a peace in your absence not a tear when you’re gone it’s easier to believe there’s no next time you’re never to return how many dreams that were broken countless lights to fall down you say what we want to hear it’s bad when you’re gone and worse when you come around