Bars

I may have broke a promise
Just remember
You broke yours too

Don't get self-righteous
It doesn't look good on you

Some nights I would wish and hope and pray and
Wish
And hope and
Pray
That you would do one thing for me

At least set me free

But would I have gone?
Maybe not.
They say the best prison is the one without bars
You took the lot.

I was never with you, but I was never without
I will never doubt that we could have been
But really

Nothing is ever what it seems.

You're gone now but I question if you were ever
Really
There