Thief کے بول

We haven't formally met, but I am willing to bet Another round and witty charm you'll be receiving the text Come let me in I'm what you want me to be, a savior and a relief A different ending but I'm contemplating when I should leave It's 4AM, you're turning in I've vanished in Into the night when I cut off all our ties Shedding light on the whitest of lies I'll decide when it's time and you might know why And I told that this was easier said than done But I for one prefer to run Can you concede I'm not what I had claimed to be? It's nothing to me but a therapy Was it best to grab my shit and run? Realizing the worst is yet to come Into the night when I cut off all our ties Shedding light on the whitest of lies I'll decide when it's time and you might know why We've all heart it It's no you, it's me It's me Bound by habit self-loathing misery Misery, history, you and me Was it best to grab my shit and run Realizing the worst is yet to come Sparing myself just to hurt someone If I could take back everything I've done