I am so sick of these arguments
I want to get out on my own
Just need some time to myself or I'll explode

I know that this is all my fault
And one day I will get it right
But for now I sit here and remind myself
That everything will be okay

Your letter written on a napkin
Sits on my nightstand
And it reads: "This is,
This is the last time
That I will write to you
This is goodbye"

I know that this is all my fault
And one day I will get it right
But for now I sit here and remind myself
That everything will be okay