Thanks for nothing
I'm sick of all the suffering
I feel the anxious thinking from my brain into my stomach
You make me feel like loving isn't nothing but a substance
I wish I saw it coming got no choices I'm a puppet
I still look at your name on the corner of the page
From the letters that you wrote me when we went our separate ways
When it ended
I'm sick of seeking vengeance
I'm sick of seeing waterfalls from my eyelids when I'm restless
I don't recall where I went wrong
I lost it all I lost our love
I think we both knew all along
I'd be the one who'd write a song
About the things that we gained
The memories that we made
Of all our pointless conversations
All the pictures that we saved
Inside the coffee shop
Where we both sat and talked
Where I began to fall in love
And you began to think too much
You wanted me I wanted you
But things were too good to be true
'Cause I lived six hours away
That wasn't something you could do
I'm wishing that I never cried and that my phone you never called
I'm wishing that I held your hand I'm wishing that I spilled it all
I should've spilled it all
By the waterfall
Thanks for nothing
I'm sick of all the suffering
I feel the anxious thinking from my brain into my stomach
You make me feel like loving isn't nothing but a substance
I wish I saw it coming got no choices I'm a puppet
I still look at your name on the corner of the page
From the letters that you wrote me when we went our separate ways
When it ended
I'm sick of seeking vengeance
I'm sick of seeing waterfalls from my eyelids when I'm restless