lia song

I lost my spare key to someone I used to love
Maybe it wasn’t mine to carry, you were never mine to last
I’m filling empty spaces with words I no longer recognize
There’s a picture that reminds me the place that taught me how to run away
A lack of empathy, I’m keeping my door shut
A longing for some meaning, sometimes I miss you like a child
I know the play is over, let me linger for a while
The fleeting sense of comfort right before I’m forced to run away
But I won’t cry about poor fortune
You’ll never hear me say I have it bad
And I’ll never show how much it hurts me
That I’m the only one that I can trust
I’m the only one that I can trust