Days

It's been days writing this letter Addressed to you, I hope you're better Than the way I left you Than the way I left you It's been hard to get the words out I want to say all the things That I never said out loud And let you know how you left me Looking back, I guess I could say that I think I've moved on I think I've moved on Looking back, I guess I could say that I think I've moved on I think I've moved on I want you to knooow I'm doing just fine these days I want you to knooow That I'm alright… (x2) It's been months writing this letter Addressed to you, if you're still there How I left you How I left you As time has gone on I learned I had less to say All along With how you left me Somehow I've picked up the pieces Of a war with no victor I don't think that past me would believe this But I think I'm doing a little bit better This piece of paper meant something more Late at night, on the floor crying to nothing But I don't have those nights much anymore Looking back… Looking back, I guess I could say that I think I've moved on I think I've moved on Looking back, I guess I could say that I think I've moved on I think I've moved on I want you to knooow I'm doing just fine these days I want you to knooow That I'm alright… (x2)