As a matter of fact there’s no turning back
Though I can’t deny I still want you back
No confidence just hide and seek
Your weapon is my insecurity.

What about promises and
What about the days I miss and
What about, what about, what about us?
What about the time of our lives
What about the things that you hide
What about, what about, what about us?

I’m waiting for you
I’m waiting for you
It’s all about letting go.

What about, what about, what about us?