Better That We Break

Gone are the days where I felt loved,
Where I looked for solace in your arms;
Where dreams replaced the nightmares,
And your words kept me out of harm.

I'm not holding onto something,
Because you have to have to hold.
Nothing replaces the empty somethings,
As the thoughts of you get old.

I'm tired of holding out hope,
It's just not worth my time.
I'm wondering what would be better -
Maybe without you, I'd be fine.

My tears are still cliched,
Yet black lines still trail down my face.
I need to get away from here,
I need to get out of this place.

I'm tired of feeling like this,
It's just too much to take.
I wish there was an easier way,
But it's Better That We Break