Me, Myself and You
Navigating Heartbreak: Me, Myself, and the Journey Within
Lyrics
I'm spending way too much time
I'm dedicating too much time.
Clearing my heart
Sorting out my emotions.
And I only have one to give
I have only one heart to offer.
let me live
Allow me to live freely.
I'm spending way too much time
I'm investing excessive time.
Locked inside
Feeling confined within myself.
These walls keep coming closer
Feeling increasingly restricted.
Hard staying sober
Struggling to remain sober.
I don't wanna bore you with my issues
I don't want to burden you with my problems.
I guess you'd run out of tissues
I fear you might tire of consoling me.
So fucking tired of miss yous
Exhausted from missing someone.
No ones guilty
No one is to blame.
But the innocence is killing me
The lack of guilt is distressing.
No ones guilty
No one is to blame.
But the innocence is killing me
The lack of guilt is distressing.
Both me, myself and you
Alluding to internal conflict between oneself and another.
I depend too much on time
I rely excessively on time to resolve things.
To figure it out
To find a solution.
But I should've been healed by now
I should have emotionally recovered by now.
Shouldn't I?
Isn't it expected?
What if the healing never happen, then what?
What if the healing process doesn’t occur?
Should I wish for a miracle?
Should I hope for a miraculous change?
How typical
How predictable.
I don't wanna call up a shrink begging
I don't want to plead with a therapist,
For something I can't explain, telling
For something inexplicable,
Some lie about how I'm still waiting
To fabricate a story of waiting for positivity.
for something good
For something good to happen.
No ones guilty
No one is to blame.
But the innocence is killing me
The lack of guilt is distressing.
No ones guilty
No one is to blame.
But the innocence is killing me
The lack of guilt is distressing.
Both me myself and you
Alluding to internal conflict between oneself and another.
I dont wanna bore you with my issues
I don't want to burden you with my problems.
I guess youd run out of tissues
I fear you might tire of consoling me.
So fucking tired of miss you's
Exhausted from missing someone.
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