Don’t tell me you’re sorry 

Your judgement is clouded

I may have loved you before

But now I hate you regardless

May have cried for you some nights

Passing the street where you live

reminiscing bout the days

We just chilled at your crib

I didn’t want to let you go

But I can never forget

Cause no matter how much pain I feel

You still did what you did

Don't tell me that you miss me

Don’t spill out your regrets

About the way that things went down

And you ain't hardly slept

You stuck a knife in my back

So you get what you get

And you know that I love you

But I just can't love you right now

and you know that I think about you

but I can't think straight when you're around

And I stopped worrying about what's best for me

Started worrying about what's best for you

Don't even know what I want in life anymore

Cause I'm just to preoccupied wanting you 

Don't know who I am when you're not by my side

And you're not often, that's why I can't sleep at night

I try to convince myself that it's all a waste of time

Wondering if I'll look back and regret never trying 

Sooner or later were gonna find out

I'm headed down the road and I took all my stuff

Cause you know that I love you

But I just can't love you right now

Knock On My Door

I'll try to move on 

I promised myself that I would.

I won't call or text you anymore because

I have said everything I possibly could

Except for the most important words --

I love you.

Maybe you already know, and maybe you don't.

I wonder if you'll show up at my door one day so

I can finally tell you.

I'd say those things only happen in movies,

But our love story has always been 

greater than any movie.

So, a piece of me holds onto the hope that 

perhaps it will have a cinematic ending just like

it's beginning.

Please, knock on my door.

I wish the way I feel about you

was enough for us to be together 

oh, how I wish we were mean't to be

you may not be my first or final love 

but, between us,

but you'll always be the one that counts

For What It's Worth

For what it's worth,

I still listen to the lyrics

of all your favorite songs.

And wonder who you think about

when you sing along.

Are you humming to the pain

cause you swore you found the one?

Do you scream out every chorus

about the one who came before it?

Or do you sing out all the verses 

Cause every line just fits so perfect.

Tell me did your heart ever hurt

at the time you heard it first?

Cause it made you think of me

singing all those words. 

Cause they made me think of you

for what it's worth. 

The Bad Part of the Right Thing to do.

We rode it to a dead end

Saying goodbye to a best friend

Is the bad part of the right thing to do

Sometimes loves not enough

but sometimes it's too much

If you only even knew 

Everybody knows that leaving

is better when there's someone to hate

but you were my favorite person to talk to

and I would say that still

If I had the guts, I'd tell you goodbye

But I would only be hurting myself 

I've always loved you more than you loved me

and I would say that still

When all I've known of

Is something that I should let go of

I'll have to cut it at the root

Because we rode it to a dead end

And saying goodbye to a best friend

Is the bad part of the right thing to do

I never stopped loving you,

I just stopped showing it. 

How Long?

"How long can you love them, without telling them?"

"How long can you miss them, without calling them?"

"How long can you dream about them, and keep it to yourself?"