“You better not speak,â€
That’s what I kept telling myself.
All apologies shelved.â€
I wish I would have been the bigger man
I wish somebody would’ve told me,
“Sometimes, letting go ain’t a bad thing.â€
I’ve never heard of holding on setting anyone free.
There’s still hope, so,
But it shouldn’t take a tragedy
And you’re not at fault.
I was a coward who just couldn’t find a cause,
Just know that you belong.
And I guess that it’s a good thing
I wish I would’ve been the bigger man
But sometimes, letting go ain’t a bad thing
I’ve never heard of holding on setting anyone free
But it shouldn’t take a tragedy
And you’re not at fault.
I was a coward who just couldn’t find a cause,
Just know that you belong.
I was a statue with a pulse,
A machine with bones, instead of bolts.
How could I call myself a man?
An, empty, self indulgent mannequin,
But it shouldn’t take a tragedy
And you’re not at fault.
I was a coward who just couldn’t find a cause,
Just know that you belong.
Sometimes, letting go comes with ease
I’ve never heard of holding on solving anything
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