We haven't talked in three weeks,
And I'm growing tired of waiting.
Loneliness settles in my head,
My heart sinks deeper into an unknown abyss.
Rips me apart day by day,
As we drift further away like a pair of icebergs.
One little crack severed this relationship,
And I don't think I can stick around...
This is goodbye,
I know you don't wanna hear it but this is what we've become.
Lack of conversation and communication,
Has turned us into nothing more than acquaintances.
And I'm not calling you out saying it's your fault,
Things happen and people change.
If one day you get your head cleared and you become whole again,
We might be able to rekindle this old flame.
But until that day decides to arrive,
This is goodbye...
It's been over four weeks since I last saw your face,
If we're playing hide and seek, I give up 'cause you win.
So come out and show me where you've been,
I'm patiently waiting for your arrival.
A promise of never reciting goodbye was made,
It's still intact because you recited not a single word when you vanished.
This heart that dwells inside my chest is now vacant,
And you've vanquished from my line of sight...
This is goodbye,
I know you don't wanna hear it but this is what we've become.
Lack of conversation and communication,
Has turned us into nothing more than acquaintances.
And I'm not calling you out saying it's your fault,
Things happen and people change.
If one day you get your head cleared and you become whole again,
We might be able to rekindle this old flame.
But until that day decides to arrive,
This is goodbye...
What happened to when we conversed for hours everyday?
Our conversations would never end.
As the days rolled by and you slowly let go,
The feelings I felt began to shrivel away.
You disappeared, you said you wouldn't,
Where's the promise that you would remain?
I'm starting to think everything you said was a lie,
You never felt the same...
This is goodbye,
I know you don't wanna hear it but this is what we've become.
Lack of conversation and communication,
Has turned us into nothing more than acquaintances.
And I'm not calling you out saying it's your fault,
Things happen and people change.
If one day you get your head cleared and you become whole again,
We might be able to rekindle this old flame.
This old flame,
It's about to blow out...
This is goodbye,
I know you don't wanna hear it but this is what we've become.
Lack of conversation and communication,
Has turned us into nothing more than acquaintances.
And I'm not calling you out saying it's your fault,
Things happen and people change.
If one day you get your head cleared and you become whole again,
We might be able to rekindle this old flame.
But until that day decides to arrive,
This is goodbye...
Goodbye...