maybe i'm not ready for this, and you know it.
maybe i'm too scared to tell you what I'm really thinking.
it's not fair to stay together because of regrets we might have.
i don't want to fall asleep alone, but do i want to wake up with you?
i'm only trying to be completely honest.

there i am standing all alone on sydney harbour bridge,
and you know i would jump into the fucking ocean
if it meant i was truly capable of being satisfied.
will i ever be?
did i just give up the best thing i ever had?