So this is what I get for trying to be niceLike it's the only time I've ever caredThese blank walls make me sickLike excuses made up quickI'd move forward if I only couldI'd like to thank you for this effortIt left me barely breathing on this stretcherWe'll work things out in the endBut we'll still be far from friendsTake my hand, run it through your hair againI'll just pretend you're someone elseIt's what I always didI'm not gonna force it if it doesn't fitI'm not supposed to feel like thisBut the weight of the world is just too strong for meAnd I think I might just run awayBack to your doorEmpty days and lonely nightsProvide a blueprint for the things I writeSo when people ask me, I know just what to sayThe thought of you helps me wake up every dayAnd I don't believe in fateIN FATEThe only fate is the fate you makeYOU MAKESo I'll keep my nose to the grindstoneCause that's all I can doI've got good friends that help me tooAnd someday I will get back to youOn the back of my hand is the number she wroteI'll call her when my whole world goes up in smokeUntil then I'll wonder what could have been'Cause everything works itself out in the end
