"All those wasted nights. Those late-night calls were roads to nowhere sometimes. Sometimes I feel like giving up. I feel like giving up. Because it’s plain to see that you and me are both scared of what could be if we were to get sucked in. I want you bad.”
I woke up several times last night. Just the thought of you makes it hard to sleep sometimes. I'm alright.
I wanna tell you what I feel is true. It was the only thing you never wanted. It’s something you, you gotta know. I’m gonna let you find out on your own. Is it gonna get better if ya give it, is it gonna get better if you give it time?