You claim I was never there for you
when you never even gave yourself a chance.
You failed thanks to insecurities
and placed the blame on me.
Don't stack your problems on my back.
I never said I was perfect
now here we go down that same road once again.
Wish I was something that I can't live up
to when I end right where I began (with no friends).
You expect me to offer an apology
but I can't find the need to say I'm sorry.
You forgave me for the mistakes I have made
when you're still living in the past.
We go through life walking on egg shells.
I don't want to hurt you,
and you don't want to hurt me.
But Somewhere in this equation
there has to be room for understanding.
So much for being friends. Begin Again.
I guess this is the end. Begin Again