I wanted to see you today, but you brought me down My smile just can't reach you anymore I’m like a ghost haunting the TV screen You raised the bar so high, I'm falling short You gifted me words with the weight of a bomb Dropping them right over my head Now I have to find a different path to walk It’s nothing, really... I’ll be fine instead Our clocks are spinning in different directions The space between us is a distant ocean now I’m tired of swimming against your tide Love shouldn’t be a test of endurance Friday night, maybe I’ll feel alright Fixing the outside is easier than the soul You demand the perfection of a scripted life While I just wanted the silence of the couch I’m taking my bags and my imperfections Leaving your high expectations locked in the drawer The weight has dropped, the silence is here Freedom tastes bitter, but it’s finally mine Our clocks are spinning in different directions The space between us is a distant ocean now I’m tired of swimming against your tide Love shouldn’t be a test of endurance One less ghost in the room... Friday night... I'm okay.
