My mind is racing I can't breathe
So many thoughts, I can't sleep
One thought keeps me together
I hope to be holding onto that forever
I keep a picture of her in my frame
It's my fault, I am the one to blame.
If it wasn't for my she wouldn't be gone
I dont know what I did so wrong.
I tried, God, I really did.
Why are you putting me through this shit?
I suffered enough, I'm ready to be happy
Or is this the way you wanted me to be?