Boxes full of memories Pile them up and burn them down Creatures coming at me I don't care just let them come Take it take it back Cause' I don't love you anymore Take it take it back I can't do this Take it back Take it back I can't do this Take it back Take it back Children playing outside They don't know what's next in line Break these chains that hold me I feel I should be seperate I don't need him. When did I ever? Did I actually even need him? Or did I think I did because I was so insecure with myself? The more I think about him now, the more I let him go and the more my love for him fades away. He will never understand the love I had for him, he will never share my guilt of giving up on him, nor will he will never say I love you again.