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The what if's are killing me Keeping me awake I lie to myself but my heart is to smart to be tricked my brain I'm not okay, I'm not But I will be someday I'm strong but I'm wounded I can tell myself I'm moving on But that's just a poor excuse for comfort It's just camouflage for abandonment And I can spend my life waiting for the grand moment You take me back and make me laugh again That would be a miracle Which is impossible by definition But I miss you I know you can hear it in my voice when I talk to you I can see it in your eyes I used to love your eyes I used to love our lives Living is what I'll do It's always what I've done The clouds have got to show the sun I will find the better days Deep down I know they'll always be in reach I've reduced to how I usually feel when I fix to mind that I won't see you I've reduced to how I usually feel cause I won't see you