"I stayed over, for old time's sake."

i dont know who i'll be
going home to get some sleep
or who i'll find wrapped in sheets
boy i left to find some meaning
and what he'll say when i get back
pulling strings to show what i lack
something i cant help when he knows my name
and even more the way i cave

i am who i said i know i will be
that i cant promise anything
already fucked what you believed
that i was someone worth your waiting

and though i said ive loved you lately
theres always things which are changing
and break what you needed of me
to be the girl you found lovely
but im not who i used to be
and even more who i was at fourteen

and i considered what could happen monday
two months after i had you my way
what i said will be our last
then later saying i want it back

and a week later when we last spoke
because i didnt want to answer
i knew i couldnt say it back
what we had isnt what we have
im sorry for saying i can
thought i loved you
but thats not who i am

and when you find out that im home
i know what will happen
words thrown that will have you pinned
knowing too much that i will win
but all the same that i will bend