Backtracking

I’ve never been that good at letting go of these things
But you let me go, and now I’m wrapped in all of these strings
Photos of our feet lost in the flowers
Wondering how she keeps me wrapped around hers
And if I could turn back the miles that I put on these tires
You’d see a boy less weathered, ten years less tired
I’ve stretched myself so thin
On this stretch of road that stretches way back when
Before I became so good at giving in
And now you’re just a story lost in time
I’ve never been that good at letting go of these things
But you let me go, and now I’m wrapped in all of these strings
Photos of our feet lost in the flowers
Wondering how she keeps me wrapped around hers
For years I kept you in my rear view
So maybe we could work through
All the things I did, and all the shit you said
When we stopped feeling so brand new
You said I’d never find someone who could match up
But in truth, it was you who really never was enough
I’ve never been that good at letting go of these things
But you let me go, and now I’m wrapped in all of these strings
Photos of our feet lost in the flowers
Wondering how she keeps me wrapped around hers
I’ve got this phone in my hand
Tell me should I hit send
On every word that I’ve kept locked away
Forever waiting for this day
And now you’re just a story lost in time
I’ve never been that good at letting go of these things
But you let me go, and now I’m wrapped in all of these strings
Photos of our feet lost in the flowers
Wondering how she keeps me wrapped around her finger
Photos of our feet lost in the flowers
Wondering how she keeps me wrapped around hers