Souvenir

No grace for heartbreaks. Our friends stay a keepsake
A souvenir from me that won’t let go
Im sorry I lost grip so take them if you need it
Its the least I can do when I’m better off alone
Where will you go now that I ran away?
Sit in your room and think of me for days
Fill the gap with friends. What was mine is all yours now
A souvenir with hope that you can move on some way some how
I want you to know this wasn’t my plan from the start
So go and take all that you want
And I’d like to think I’m better than this
But I’ve made it clear that I’m not
So Take what you want, and I’ll give you everything, everything you need
Take what you want, I’ll give you everything, everything but me
Did you stop thinking of me?
Will you chase me for days or will I stay the one who got away?