Six months ago I woulda never guessed we'd end up here.
Six months ago, everything was also perfect...

Sometimes its not about winning,
sometimes, its just about healing.

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.

After everything you guys have done to me
you can't even say sorry
its like i meant nothing to any of you at all.

I'm giving up so please catch me.

Tell me how to live
because now i've lost my way

To my ex best friends dont know how we grew apart.

Where are you now
cuz im thinkin of you
you've shown me how
how to live like I do
if t wasn't for you
i would be who i am

This time, I'm not sorry.

I've gotten to the point where I just wish I never even met you.