​untitled (2) ​*67​ (USA)

[Intro]
—Proud
Gone I'll be, gone I'll be
Gone I'll be, gone I'll b—
(You are a waste of oxygen)

[Verse]
Constantly if I get higher than ostrich
I'll distract my brain from the feelings
As often as they crept up on me
I know that you've wept
—As they crept up on me
I know that you've wept
—As they crept up on me
I know that you've wept
Someday I'll stand by the bed where you slept
Drowning in all the emotions I've kept
Wrapped in the locket that's around my neck
I swear that my mind is deeper than sex
I don't know where I will be once you've left
Gone I'll be, gone I'll be
No one to run to now
Know that you've made me proud
Gone I'll be, gone I'll be
No one to run to now
Know that you've made me proud