It’s called the past ‘cause I’m getting past and I ain’t nothing like I was before. You oughta see me now. Yes, I was burned but I called it a lesson learned.
You changed yourself and I changed me
I really didn’t see us singing through this.
Then you screamed the bridge
and I cried the verse
and our chorus came out unrehearsed
and you smiled the whole way through it.
I guess maybe that’s what’s worse
The hardest thing I’ll ever do, is say goodbye and walk slowly away from you, but I’ll do it. If it’s for the best, then I’ll wish you well.