Thirteen Years Later - Driveways

I hate that I wrote that song about you

(I hate that I wrote that song about you)

Hate that I just moved on without you

Hate that a constant fog surrounds you

Hate that I never talked about you

(Hate that I never talked about you)

I hate that I never thought to doubt you more

Cause I was thirteen with a mind conflicted

(Thirteen with a mind conflicted)

I hate that you can’t describe your sickness

Hate that you had prescribed addictions

Hate that you made your life a prison

(Hate that you made your life a prison)

I hate every night that I found on the floor

But it’s never as black and white as they make it out to be

I remember the good and bad and the spaces in between

I let it be

You couldn’t see

And then you couldn’t breathe

It’s been thirteen years now

Since I laid these fears out on the floor

Wish you heard me clear now

I had to take these mirrors down once before

Self-destructive no control

I hate to say I told you so

I wish you tried to make amends

I’ll never see your face again

I hate to think it’s like that

If l bring your life back I would

I hope you’re better off now

I hate that my head is a mess

I hate that you never confessed

I hate that it led to your death

I hate every night that you siphoned

The Vicodin I couldn’t find any left

Hate that you had no humility

Hate every fear you instilled in me

Hate there was never stability

Hate all the mental fragility

Hate that your memory’s killing me

I still wrote this song about you

Willingly

You weren’t there when I needed you

So much for responsibility

You had some cuts that were bleeding through

I could have tried for civility

You could have been more agreeable

Cause they really needed you

But it’s never as black and white as they make it out to be

I remember the good and bad and the spaces in between

I let it be

You couldn’t see

And then you couldn’t breathe

I let this get inside my head

Time and time again

In every epilogue I’ve read

Seems like they never find the end

It’s been thirteen years now

Since I laid these fears out on the floor

Wish you heard me clear now

I had to take these mirrors down once before

Self-destructive no control

I hate to say I told you so

I wish you tried to make amends

I’ll never see your face again

I hate to think it’s like that

If l bring your life back I would

I hope you’re better off now