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So I can’t believe
You’d just go
And let her win
With what we had
P.S. I’m hurt
P.S. Save me
And I know
You were just listening
To save yourself
But what about me?
P.S. I’m hurt
P.S. Save me
Maybe someday it’ll heal
Maybe someday it’ll hurt
Maybe I’ll make it worse
Maybe I’ll let it go
But today it won’t heal
And today it hurts
Still, I don’t know what to do
I’m still listening
To our stupid song
Even though
I want to cry
P.S. I’m dying
P.S. Too late
And I still read
Those two letters
And wish I still had
What we had
P.S. I’m dying
P.S. Too late
Maybe someday I’ll heal
Maybe someday it’ll hurt
Maybe I’ll make it worse
Maybe I’ll let it go
But today it won’t heal
And today it hurts
Still, I don’t know what to do
But, should I wait?
Or will I be wasting time
Holding on to you?
I don’t think I want to know the answer
Would you wait?
Do you hurt as I do?
How much will it make you cry
When black
On gold lies in your hand
Matching the white on
Gold around your neck?
I hope it’s a lot
I hope it’s none
“Go find who you were meant for”
Was that the best lie you could think of?
Guess what, love?
I already did, but she ran
And I won’t chase
So I guess this is
Goodbye
Bittersweet Goodbye.