The One With Michael

I wanted nothing but A break from all this shit And I'll correct myself I mean I'm sick of being here So don't tell me This will work out in the end So don't tell me This is gonna be okay I hate pretending That I miss you every day And I'll resent myself For not forgetting this So don't tell me I'll feel better in the spring So don't tell me This is gonna be okay Capturing the difference between who you were and what you've become A photograph Something you won't forget And filled with hate You leave to change Fully aware you never could