I Would Rather Be Gone

I've spent time just figuring ways

Something more certain than just hoping you will stay

But what good is that

When it's so hard to tell

If I could give you anything

That you could not find better somewhere else

Help me out, help me out

I've tried to count the things I'd do

What I would change if I only knew how to

And I don't know why

But for better or worse

I can't shake this need I've got

For you to know exactly what I'm worth

Help me out, help me out

Is it all right to know that you're not better off?

Is it okay for me to wish that you were lonelier when I was gone?

‘Cause I’ve loved you the best that I know how

But I think I'm loving you wrong

And I would rather be gone

I grew up to find my heart open

And my hand held out like fate owed me something

But should I even want it

Like we’re all built to hold

Under the pressure that just comes along

With knowing that you're something somebody chose

Help me out, help me out

I just need somewhere to go

Some dirt to fill some holes and there are plenty

Of ways to get that done

It's just that I want little to do

With anybody who's not you

And I have noticed

That's almost everyone