This path that I'm taking is making me feel lost.
The problem is I don't even care about the cost.
There's nothing that's helping.
And I wasn't worth keeping.
It didn't matter what I felt or cared about.
I was just a way for you to come out.
You had never felt someone's true touch.
It seems at that time it was just to much.
I was nineteen and full of confidence.
Now it doesn't even have any relevance.
You hate me to the core.
Everyone does now that I'm poor.
Without my car or my home I'm nothing to no one.
All I want is for true genuine care from someone.
This love now is just eating me away.
My mind is taking hold and leading me astray.
I can't think of you without regret.
The love you gave me I will never forget.
I don't know how I am still writing about you.
Guess I was just someone you outgrew.
Damn I just can't stop thinking about how this is a huge waste.
What did I expect though? I knew I'd eventually be replaced.
I'll keep breathing cause you are.
And I will wish everynight on the same star.