When I met you I didn't know
How hard it'd be to let her go
Cause she's the one that got away
The first I would've liked to stay

In many ways you remind me of her
What I lost and what we were
But if I'd stayed to see it through
I wouldn't have gotten to meet you

When I met you I knew you had
That thing that comes from being sad
With demons hiding in plain sight
You understand my daily fight

There are nights you message me
Those are nights when I believe
But there are some with no reply
Leaving me alone to die

It's all too much
What should I do?
I wonder, maybe I should just give you up, too