move on

im sorry im still holding on

you're begging me to let go

but my hands are bleeding

and maybe if i just hold a little tighter

you won't want to let go

you call me obsessive

you call me crazy

but i really thought i held a bigger place in your life

you scream at me to move on

i really wish i could

but i close my eyes at night and i feel you there next to me

i can hear your breathing

and i can feel your shaking

im sorry that im like this, i told you i was like this