Pull up and turn the headlights off.

That's it, I've had enough.
I've given up so much, now I just give up.
Weight cleared, expectations off.
I feel like how I haven't felt in months.

Shed the past.
Keep moving forward.
Shed the past.
Keep moving forward.

A gesture that you made,
A piece of paper that you gave,
"For all of this",
Clears the skies,
And I can see why.

Shed the past.
Keep moving forward.

There are things too hard to repeat
To do it all again I would not skip a heartbeat.