getting to grips with losing control there are some things that i think you should know that all the scars that i can t help but show are like hands that grip tightly around my throat and i m still picking apart that winter night we found ourselves falling out of love piecing together all the words you said that i can t quite remember it keeps playing over and over and over in my head i think you should hear this one last time even though you ll never listen i still count every step to where you used to be while i carry this weight you ve given me i still count every step to where you used to be each step i take runs through my bones i want you to know that i m trying i know i don t want to see you but i can t help myself i keep trying to say goodbye i can t find the words for what it s now worth i wish i d never met you i ve tried to say goodbye so many fucking times but those years are always on my mind