Critical

I’ve always wanted what I can’t have
and I’ve been making it a note to feel what’s left to feel
and put my shoulder to the wheel
Everything about me used to have a mind of it’s own
I’ve got what’s left of me, some positivity
and no more waiting on a dial tone
because I’ve loved and lost a cause
and that’s enough to never let you forget me

We’ve been gone for too long to see this happen again
Then again, you’re too gone to say that’s not what you meant
You’re crying, I’m not trying
I won’t let this life get so critical