Somewhere in our future, we are coping with our past. When you realized your words would never fix me did it make you more inclined to act? I wanna call you when I am lonely, I forget what we were like. Was I charming? Were you funny? Were we perfect in the right light?

How will I say goodbye?

I am smarter than I am acting, I am stronger than I feel, but I will wonder what I was lacking, and how I let you down, until they lay me down. I will see you when I am sleeping. I will dream you into place, where your brown eyes still find me dashing, I'll drag that perfect laugh out of your pretty face...

How will I say goodbye? Take it easy.. Take it easy on me