Old Issues

I meant it, forever You don’t have to say You appreciate it I meant it, however You don’t get to say that Two are still dancing I met her in heaven Some other place she couldn’t see me I met him, I let it Happen and I feel something wash over me Old issues, old I’ve become someone Who can’t talk to strangers May be better being alone I won’t say I was always this way There’s some things time Can’t heal on its own There are sometimes I feel like the danger (there are sometimes I feel) Keeps me breathing out like before And when I tire of fanning the flame (and when I tire of fanning) Here’s hoping I’m I’m warming up more I’m warming up more I’m warming up more Get it together, thought that I could say I’m feeling more stable Kinetic, can’t let it open When I don’t know what is coming Forget it, I’ll let it take some more time on me Old (These are) Old issues, old Soft tissue gets cold I’ve become someone Who can’t talk to strangers May be better being alone I won’t say I was always this way There’s some things time Can’t heal on its own There are sometimes I feel like the danger (there are sometimes I feel) Keeps me breathing out like before And when I tire of fanning the flame (and when I tire of fanning) Here’s hoping I’m I’m warming up more I’m warming up more I’m warming up more Even though I’m strong Even though I got it wrong Even though I’m strong Even though I got it wrong Uh-huh, oh