7.5 Years

I wanted you to choose me over the dream You chose. Over your next lover, over the familiar Blows. This is not at all what I expected, Being strong is not a choice. You know me well and good, it's something I'm Just doing. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at being lost. I don't believe in all this circus, Of leaving things behind. But it sure feels as if you left me, But the truth doesn't leave my mind. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at being lost. My dad compared himself to you, So for now the only thing that broke me, The only thing that broke me. He told my mom he would have never left Her side, but oh, without them doesn't matter. I just hold on that belief so tight. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at good at being lost. I'm not good at Being Lost. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at being lost. I'm not good at being lost.