Do me a favor and don’t reach out anymore.
We’ve climaxed over peaks, we’ve done the calm before the storms.
Get over it, I’ve been building my bridge, and I must say it’s turning out quite nice.
I realized I never needed your hands to build, all these splinters and bruises didn’t even stop me.
You fell through the cracks on your own.
I was willing to break in half just to attempt to save you.
I guarantee you’ll see your decision is your downfall as it was before. What can you do with a person like you?
You have to sometimes let people hit a brick wall until they get tired of getting the same concussion.
Do me a favor don’t reach out anymore.
I want no parts of you my bridge is almost done, and I must say it’s looking quite nice.
I built it on my own.