Complacent

No one's getting to wait for me The useless boy so lost and afraid Now I need to numb the endless pain Ever since you left things just aren't the same You were the pill that was stuck in my throat Never around when I needed you most Do we take this resentment to our unmarked graves? Bitter goodbyes, we left thing in lies and mistakes that we made Lost touch, it's been so long since we caught up (We caught up) The life we left behind has crossed my mind all the time Was it all just too much? Cause we're losing touch. A silhouette you won't take shape to What's worse than to say farewell to a Friend in a casket they made all by themselves? I didn't want to be the nail in your Heel or the itch on your back you always feel Lips move so fast when you speak our past Did you forget the part where we couldn't make this last? I don't know how it got this bad Was it wrong to leave and not forgive? But look at all the damage you did from backhanded compliments So, please understand I left home to find my place in life Lost touch, it's been so long since we caught up (We caught up) The life we left behind has crossed my mind all the time Was it all just too much? Cause we're losing touch. A silhouette you won't take shape to What's worse than to say farewell to a Friend in a casket they made all by themselves? (Made all by themselves, Made all by themselves, made all by themselves) I'm not one to think of salvation with people like you so complacent I know I'll never be one you'll Missed, so I'll step back to try and erase it It's so difficult to be honest with yourself Leaving you with a peace of mind Is closure that I hope to find And this broken head heard every word you said Maybe one day I'll learn from it All the lies and the hate you spit And I gave it all up, to be used as just a crutch When it rained, it poured We had planned for so much more Lost touch, it's been so long since we caught up (We caught up) The life we left behind has crossed my mind all the time Was it all just too much? Cause we're losing touch. A silhouette you won't take shape to What's worse than to say farewell to a Friend in a casket they made all by themselves?