Letting Go
Everything was going just fine
We had the time of our lives
You couldn't live without me
Then it seems like just overnight
I'm like a snowflake falling
Into an ocean of pain
And as I start dissolving
I find it's more of the same
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
Sometimes our words cut deeper
Than any of us can know
They can send you into the ether
Or to the darkest of holes
And when our words are thoughtless
They make the deepest of scars
So I will say "I love you"
Even with a wounded heart
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I hate how it makes me feel
I need to let it go and start to heal
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I hate how it makes me feel
I need to let it go and start to heal
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
I know
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I hate how it makes me feel
I need to let it go and start to heal
We had the time of our lives
You couldn't live without me
Then it seems like just overnight
I'm like a snowflake falling
Into an ocean of pain
And as I start dissolving
I find it's more of the same
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
Sometimes our words cut deeper
Than any of us can know
They can send you into the ether
Or to the darkest of holes
And when our words are thoughtless
They make the deepest of scars
So I will say "I love you"
Even with a wounded heart
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I hate how it makes me feel
I need to let it go and start to heal
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I hate how it makes me feel
I need to let it go and start to heal
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
I know
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I can't let this go
It's killing me, I know
Guess I'm masochistic
Waiting for my next hit
I must like the pain
I don't wanna give it up, I like the taste
I hate how it makes me feel
I need to let it go and start to heal
Credits
Writer(s): Zene Z Smith, John Tyler Simpson
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