The Standard
You were the standard
My type, my kind, my measure
You left me stranded
Unheard, unheld, unhandled
I don't deserve this
I'm not your girlfriend
Is it on purpose?
We were supposed to
I miss the old you
Where did he go to?
Said that you wanted my heart
You left me in the parking lot
I hold you up to everyone else
You don't even measure up to yourself
You are the memory
Felt before but now just fleeting
I am done dreaming
Awake and done and dealing
You're just a red flag
You are the reason whenever we crashed
The one that went bad
I can't help but feel it
Whenever I look back
That I didn't need this
Loved you the deepest
It left me in pieces
I don't know who he is
I miss the you that I wish you could be again
Said that you wanted my heart
You left me in the parking lot
Like I'm something you can drop
Your words are empty mine are lost
I hold you up to everyone else
You don't even measure up to your self
The closer I look, the closer I look
The less that I see you
The longer I wait, the longer I wait
The less that I need to
The closer I look, the closer I look
The less that I see you
(The closer I look)
Said that you wanted my heart
You left me in the parking lot
Like I'm something you can drop
Your words are empty mine are lost
I hold you up to everyone else
You don't even measure up to your self
My type, my kind, my measure
You left me stranded
Unheard, unheld, unhandled
I don't deserve this
I'm not your girlfriend
Is it on purpose?
We were supposed to
I miss the old you
Where did he go to?
Said that you wanted my heart
You left me in the parking lot
I hold you up to everyone else
You don't even measure up to yourself
You are the memory
Felt before but now just fleeting
I am done dreaming
Awake and done and dealing
You're just a red flag
You are the reason whenever we crashed
The one that went bad
I can't help but feel it
Whenever I look back
That I didn't need this
Loved you the deepest
It left me in pieces
I don't know who he is
I miss the you that I wish you could be again
Said that you wanted my heart
You left me in the parking lot
Like I'm something you can drop
Your words are empty mine are lost
I hold you up to everyone else
You don't even measure up to your self
The closer I look, the closer I look
The less that I see you
The longer I wait, the longer I wait
The less that I need to
The closer I look, the closer I look
The less that I see you
(The closer I look)
Said that you wanted my heart
You left me in the parking lot
Like I'm something you can drop
Your words are empty mine are lost
I hold you up to everyone else
You don't even measure up to your self
Credits
Writer(s): Abigail Marie Holmes
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