We make a lot of empty promises, don’t we?
Thoughts become plans become obligations
and it all ends up too heavy
We bury ourselves in bullshit
trying to hide from the truth
This little world I’m living in
is so much smaller and sadder now
And I tried to brighten it just that little bit
by clinging onto you so tight
Maybe I just really am too much
Maybe I’ll just drag you down
if I hold on any tighter
and maybe I made the big mistake
by not making intentions clear
Or even maybe by trying to follow so close
the only thing I had found
that could cut through the darkness
Don’t worry, I’ll let go
You’re free to carry on without me
I’ll learn some way to make it
in this sadder, smaller world
You build the one for you that you deserve