Nothing More

The only words that I have left are the ones I kept inside
To try and save myself before I broke
But your sympathy lies dead outside your empty Brooklyn house
Killed not by the fire but by the smoke

Six months six different countdowns that I ran inside my head
Waiting for my world to end in June
But it didn't end with explosions or even as just a bang
Just a hurried hug and a quick I'll see you soon

But there's no counting anymore
Just a thank you note mailed to my door
And I'm not counting what we said before
It was just empty promises and nothing more

The only thing that could've helped this tortured mess of miles
Is for you to have never found me at all
But now you're gone and we've both moved on and there's not much left to do
And in the end we're both left standing tall

So there's no reason to ignore
The things that we both said we're sorry for
And I'm not counting what we said before
It was just empty promises and nothing more

I stopped counting scars when I ran out of pen and paper
Which is funny cause I know they'll never heal
But you act like you're the victim like you're not the one that left
Yeah I tried my best that was the deal

It's okay I came back strong I'm not thinking anymore
About the sweet and awful things you used to say
You've got him and I've got me and I've got endless time
I have no doubts that I'll be fine someday

So there's no reason to ignore
The things that we both said we're sorry for
And I'm not counting what we said before
It was just empty promises

And nothing more