I won't even go to the graveside, it's too soon
We're living that goodbye,
hell it might kill me too
Deep down I know that I need to
But I just can't go to the graveside,
it's too soon
I try not to feel it, maybe
I'm just scared Nothing's gonna heal it,
life's just that unfair
If I'm not loved,
then I'm a disaster Yeah,
all I've ever known is how to run
So I never mastered the art of letting go of you
I'm not moving on,
just moving through The art of letting go of you
Memory
hangs on the walls and the halls of my mind
I try not to wander down those,
but I do sometimes
I blame you, then God, then even myself
Since you left in winter,
heaven down here's been hell
If I'm not loved,
then I'm a disaster Yeah,
all I've ever known is how to run
So I never mastered the art of letting go of you
I'm not moving on,
just moving through The art of letting go of you
You try not to feel it, I guess you were scared
The needle didn't heal it, hope you're better
there But damn it,
I still need you,
did you even
think that I'm fair?
If I'm not loved,
then I'm a disaster Yeah,
all I've ever known is how to run
So I never
mastered the art of letting go of you