These days the people who I knew as enemies Are slowly turning into crutches for my weakness I’m still weak as hell to tell you that I’m Not the one enough to stay Have you ever felt like the place has Grown so small for you to set aside? You’ve got the nerve to say that You’d be always on my mind If I knew it I would stay You’ve got the nerve to say that taking tolls for saying goodbyes I’ll keep scratching my own scars It’s sad to see you let your fault weigh on your thoughts Dividend in thousands of pieces and sparing you a room to hit back It’s holding my fucking breath I hate the fact that you wouldn’t know that I’m still alive because of you In time you see the rotting in my chest You’ve got the nerve to say that You’d be always on my mind If I knew it I would stay You’ve got the nerve to say that taking tolls for saying goodbyes I’ll keep scratching my own scars I hate the fact that you wouldn’t know that I’m still alive because of you In times you see the rotting in my chest I hope you remember I hope you remember I hope you remember I hope you remember I hate the fact that you wouldn’t know that I’m still alive because of you In times you see the rotting in my chest