Rearranging

I don't know
I don't know if your hearts worth chasing
Growing cold
Growing cold from this rearranging
I won't pry

I'll just cry like you taught me
I get high
Every night you don't want me
So I'm told
So I'm told that you're turning your pages

I'll still be
I'll still be every picture of wrong
Can't you see
Can't you see that I'm worn to the bone
Every line
Every song that I wrote ya

I'll get there
Little closer to closure
Let it be
Let it be what it was all along
I'll just be somebody you wanted
Finally I'm somebody I wanted