Harbour Lights

I'm like a wishbone broken in two You took the wish and part of me Along with you I did you wrong, that you made clear But all the confidence that I'd built You made it disappear Not that you'd think so And not that you'd care though That I'm getting better I'm not gonna text you Coz that's stressful Not that you'd think so And not that you'd care though That I'm getting better And all of the people we both knew I don't see them anymore Because they stuck with you I don't think that you'd take back All those things that you said That's not your style, you just like leaving me with the guilt instead Not that you'd think so And not that you'd care though That I'm getting better I'm not gonna text you Coz that's stressful Not that you'd think so And not that you'd care though That I'm getting better I wrote my sorrows in the sand The waves came and wiped them out Staring at the harbour lights has got me thinking that in the end I wasn't ready I wasn't ready I wasn't ready I wasn't ready I wasn't ready I wasn't ready I wasn't ready I wasn't ready I wasn't ready Not that you'd think so Not that you'd care though That I'm getting better And I'm not gonna text you Harbour lights come on again Remind me that in the end I wasn't ready