Unlearning Sadness from Lose, Badly by boozeradly

I called my father today.
When he picked up
I had forgotten what to say.
Our winter walks in the park.
His patience with me for my
fear of the dark.

Maybe we should let this go.
Maybe it's time for us to move on.
Maybe we should let this go.
Maybe it's time to lose the futon.

I've let your sadness be my own for far too long
that I've forgotten how to live outside these songs.
An aching feeling of despair is all I know
between a rock and should I stay or should I go?

Now both just shells of a man.
The kind of people I would never say I am.
So stay close to my heart,
I swear I'll love you, no matter who you are.

Maybe we should let this go
Maybe it's time for us to grow up.
Maybe we should let this go.
Finish your thought and I won't disrupt.

You lead the way and I am
sure to tag along.
You swear the promised land is
far but close to home.
I've let your sadness be my own for far too long
that I'm afraid to live outside these sad love songs
I've let your sadness be my own for far too long (x4)

• 5thwaveemo
• Punk
• diyemo
• emo
• pop-punk
• post-emo
• Philadelphia