Face it, boy, there’s nothing there to understand
By all means, keep turning yourself in knots
find the meaning underneath
…but there isn’t one.
She’s just a girl
as lost and confused as you are
trying to make her own way
and you’re the one that latched on
two ships adrift at sea
and you grabbed hold like a life preserver
trying to ride out the storm
with no direction
You don’t know what you want
and neither does she
so don’t pretend
that you are any better
Don’t struggle with the lessons
life was trying to teach you
just keep living
it’ll come to you when it should
and let her go
No one knows what the future holds
but the present is what matters
so focus on that
and not the past.
