I was just fifteen, just fifteen years old
With a heart ready to be sold
I was naive, I was so impressionable
Every new feeling was [bad word] incredible
Too young to realize, Too to blissful care
It was so [bad word] beautiful to be that unaware

Now i"m nineteen and bleeding
Kicking and screaming
from those words, from those actions
That were so god [bad word] deceiving X4

I've been praying to something
I've been praying to anything
To no longer be
Needing
And now i think it's time
Time for me
Me to be
Leaving

Do you remember?
When we built something
Do you remember?
How we built it from nothing
I remember
Those words
That you once said

Will I be
Giving up
Like this for
Forever?
Will You still
Be giving up
on me?