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