remember when we were young we got so good at being bad we would shake responsibility so carefully and would protect everything we had we spent our days outside waiting for the sun to set so our stars could shine and we would dream of better times maybe i was holding on too tight every day i get lost in a world that s in the way of who i am and wanna be cause when i think about memories i never seem to see the missing piece and now i m starting to believe that it was always me i try not to panic but panic is all i can do when i feel confused i m drowning fast in all of the sad excuses i abused cause all the lost balloons that you and i let go too soon were much too high to see every day i get lost in a world that s in the way of who i am and wanna be cause when i think about memories i never seem to see the missing piece and now i m starting to believe that it was always me was it always me  it s something so real something i ll never feel maybe something in time i will understand but the tables are turning and both ends are burning i think it s okay cause the burning is all i have have i been standing in the dark too long to tell have i been living with my eyes shut tight or just hiding far too well every day i get lost in a world that s in the way of who i am and wanna be cause when i think about memories i never seem to see the missing piece and now i m starting to believe that it was always me i know it was always me