I am trying to be a better man
But you make me who I am
Letting go of your hand
We are in the past I cannot pretend
Let you go
It has been months planning to
But this time I am on the loose
Loving that you are showing sides you have not shown
But it is too late I’m already gone
The more you run in circles
Is the more I run into your obstacles
Had to leave you stranded
Now you have to figure out the pattern
I have my own problems
I cannot save you
So that makes me not to be a better man?