You could be happy, and I won't know.
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go.
And all the things that I wish I had not said,
Are played on lips 'till it's madness in my head.
Is it too late to remind you how we were,
But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur.
Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door.
You could be happy, I hope you are.
You've made me happier than I've been by far.
Somehow everything I own smells of you.
And for the tiniest moment, it's all not true.
Do the things you that you always wanted to.
Without me there to hold you back
Don't think, just do.
More than anything I want to see you go,
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world.