Slip through my fingers.

Oh tonight I'm feeling fine
I'm alone just wasting time
no Friday movie nights or romantic candlelight
I'm just having conversations
with the thoughts in my head
all I hear are angels crying
oh won't they just sing instead
It would be wrong for me to say

I don't need that girl by my side
I don't need that girl in my life
I don't want to talk it out
or hold her when she cries
I don't want to say she's my kind
I don't want to say that she's mine
I don't want to tell her
that I love her more than life
more than life, love her more than life

Honestly, this won't do
how is she doing?
I tell myself I'm feeling swell
but I know I'm such a fool
I'll just take it as a new beginning
but you know I don't feel that way
who will take all this pain away?
I know it's wrong for me to say

I don't need that girl by my side
I don't need that girl in my life
I don't want to talk it out
or hold her when she cries
I don't want to say she's my kind
I don't want to say that she's mine
I don't want to tell her
that I love her more than life
more than life, love her more than life

Talk about a sin
was the day I walked into the other side
I would run back in
I wouldn't waste no time
I know it's wrong for me to say

I don't need that girl by my side
I don't need that girl in my life
I don't want to talk it out
or hold her when she cries
I don't want to say she's my kind
I don't want to say that she's mine
I don't want to tell her
that I love her more than life
more than life, love her more than life

It’s been almost more than week now I think. I wonder how are you doing? Do you still miss me the way that I do? Or did it all didn’t matter, like how easily you didn’t remember. A fallacy?

But I guess it was wrong for me to hope. Being on the wrong is what I do best.

Finite.