You waited for me to fall solo, as I lived my little lie
You told me I should take a high road, as if the low was not your home
I'm stuck in line to catch a plane while writing you
Funny how all my luggage is boarded too, pounds over safety regu-lation
Did I pack too much, did I say e-nough
Can you hear me now, while begging on your knees
I had to be there for me, I had to learn to be free
But all you had to do was tell me that you weren't, waiting for my call
I grabbed my bag and hit the highway, so far from what you con-trol
Signs speak of a new life by the bay, and you're in here rent free
I'm stuck in time inside my mind while writing you
Funny how e-very memo-ry is an excuse, forming the mould of regu-lation
Did I pack too much, did I say e-nough
Can you hear me now, while begging on your knees
I had to be there for me, I had to learn to be free
But all you had to do was tell me that you weren't, waiting for my call
I had to be there for me, I had to learn to be free
But all you had to do was tell me that you weren't
