Unwell

I'm coming over in the morning
Sweaty hand nervous feet
Things got bad and it made you sad
But don't take it out on me

Maybe all of this is written
Exactly how it should be
I fucked up and I gave you up
Now you're walking away from me

You're already gone
You're already gone
When the lights go on

So nevermind good intentions
Some things can't be put back
I felt the drifting and fade to black
But I couldn't ever quite pull you back

You're already gone
You're already gone

I didn't mean to be the one to ruin everything
I didn't mean to be the hole in the crotch of your jeans
I blame it all on myself
None of the good helps
When I feel unwell