Feel like I'm waiting for a piece of me to come on up, just hurry up now.
The further I run I can't catch my breath, while looking for the path of least resistance.
I know, I know, I know you won't let me go, let me go, even though I choke.
Anytime the darker parts of you come through, baby forgive me, forgive me, this is not who I had planned to turn into.
Find myself in two, don't know what to do.
Are you hurting too? Hoping for a break through?
If you break apart, then I'll see your scars and go back to the start. I'll try and I'll try to mend your broken heart.
I want to rewrite, want to rewrite it all. But return to sender has the tendency to recall. I want nothing more than to write back home to you, but this letter to myself keeps falling through.
I know, I know, I know you won't. Let me go, let me go, even though I choke.
Anytime the darker parts of you come through, baby forgive me, forgive me, this is not who I planned to turn into.
Find myself in two, don't know what to do.
Are you hurting too? Hoping for a break through?
If you break apart, then I'll see your scars and go back to the start. I'll try and I'll try to mend your broken heart.
