Stunted

So this is where everything leads
Looking around at old pictures of me
The ashes are stuck to your shoes
Things that appear like first signs of a bruise
I really hope we don’t lose

So this is where everything leads
You can pretend that you’re nothing to me
When everyone’s making me choose
Write you another sorry excuse
I really hope we don’t lose

Am I who you always wanted?
Are you the reason I’m stunted?
You got what you wanted
We both got what we wanted