Getting over the overs

yeah! now i fucking get it... what you meant when you said moving as far as i can will change everything...
i never understood it then but i understand it now the options are slim, the placements perfect no one knows me here...

and all those moments i spent screaming at the wall... hoping maybe your picture could answer back... and sometimes, and sometimes, i wish i didnt care.
yes sometimes i wish i coulld never hear your voice...
then maybe this would be easy, maybe this would be as simple as the way it hurt you, without thought or reason, without a shred of compassion..

and the fuck ups.. im never coming home. its so easy when there is someone else to blame but i see that same fucking face every fucking day.
im spending every second wishing i could take it all back and you were so different this is the end.
i never got it i never knew what it meant you only appreciate someone when theyre fucking gone and you kept drinking, until i didnt exist..well im sorry...
im sorry...
im desperate...
im sorry and for once...
im speechless