Ali

So this is what I get for trying to be nice

Like it's the only time I've ever cared

These blank walls make me sick

Like excuses made up quick

I'd move forward if I only could

I'd like to thank you for this effort

It left me barely breathing on this stretcher

We'll work things out in the end

But we'll still be far from friends

Take my hand, run it through your hair again

I'll just pretend you're someone else

It's what I always did

I'm not gonna force it if it doesn't fit

I'm not supposed to feel like this

But the weight of the world is just too strong for me

And I think I might just run away back to your door

Empty days and lonely nights

Provide a blueprint for the things I write

So when people ask me, I know just what to say

The thought of you helps me wake up every day

And I don't believe in fate (in fate)

The only fate is the fate you make (you make)

So I'll keep my nose to the grindstone

Cause that's all I can do

I've got good friends that help me too

And someday I will get back to you

On the back of my hand is the number she wrote

I'll call her when my whole world goes up in smoke

Until then I'll wonder what could have been

'Cause everything works itself out in the end

In the end