you told me we were gonna be somewhere by now. you said that we would shake down the sky until it coughed up the end of the rainbow, that we’d tear up this city until the trees got in and took over, that we’d learn to hold ourselves gently. you never held me gently. 

there are a lot of promises you didn’t keep. there are a lot of reasons i can’t sleep. at the end of the day, i’m not sure you ever even liked me.