Up To me

I remember when we used to speak

Tell me how one day you're gonna leave

You turned your back and there was no one there

Have ever been walking down the street

Hoping there would be someone new to meet

You looked around but there was no one there

Are the questions in my head?

Are the answers in my hands?

Its up to me and what I said

To try and understand

I find it kind of strange that there's a million ways

For a person to say what's okay

In my attempt to define write from wrong

I guess I failed to see your insecurity

You don't want to hurt them anymore