a goodbye letter, could've taken a whole book,
and in pages there'll be things you always overlooked.
maybe in writing, you will learn to never doubt,
when i swore that i was leaving, you didn't know what it was about.
i took advantage of our secrecy, you took advantage of me.
the ink runs out as i put down everything you wanted me to be,
and i thought you were my shelter, i thought that you were my guide,
but an angel wouldn't throw and push, and try to take away my pride.