2 Weeks...Way Too Late...
It's Thursday morning, two weeks to the day I decided I needed to wake up and save my marriage. I was too late, but not to late to save a friendship. She doesn't need me as her man anymore, but she needs that guy that has always been there deep inside. The best friend that made her feel not so crazy. I read her journal entries today and realized I have been pain for her for a long time. I don't know how it got there, I used to be the guy that made her smile American smiles. She wrote about me one time with love and hope and such freedom, but I became the bars that trapped her deep within herself. No one should feel that way, I spent a lot of time feeling that way and she was my release. I've always looked at her as an angel and protector. I have never let anyone in as deep as her and I never will again. That's her place deep inside, the deep dark cave of emotions and truths, fears and hopes, love and lust, strength and weakness. I know I am much to late to be her man, but I am gonna step up and be the best friend anyone could ever ask for. She deserves that and so much more. I am glad she is happy with Devin, I just hope he is smart enough to not do what I did.
Music has always been my voice and there is always a song that in one way or another tells my story. I heard this song for the first time the Saturday after we broke up and now I know its just another part of my story. I can't apoligize enough for how I hurt her or even fix it, but I can let it go, learn to shoulder my mistakes and learn to be a better man, before all I am is a memory.
I move on like a sinners prayer
I let go like a levee breaks
Walk away as if I don’t care
Learn to shoulder my mistakes
I'm built to fade like your favorite song
Get reckless when there’s no need
Laugh as your stories ramble on
Break my heart, but it won’t bleed
My only friends are pirates
That’s just who I am
But I’m better as a memory than as your man
Never sure when the truth won’t do
I'm pretty good on a lonely night
I move on the way a storm blows through
And never stay, but then again, I might.
I struggle sometimes to find the words
Always sure until I doubt
Walk a line until it blurs
Built walls too high to climb out
But I’m honest to a fault
That’s just who I am
I’m better as a memory than as your man
I see you leaning, you’re bound to fall
I don’t want to be that mistake
I’m just a dreamer and nothing more
You should know it before it gets too late
Cause goodbyes are like a roulette wheel
You never know where they’re gonna land
First you’re spinning, then you’re standing still
Left holding a losing hand
But one day you’re gonna find someone
And right away you’ll know it’s true
That all of your sinking’s done
I was just a part of the passing through
Right there in that moment you’ll finally understand
That I was better as a memory than as your man
Better as a memory than as your man
Better as a memory than as your man
Music has always been my voice and there is always a song that in one way or another tells my story. I heard this song for the first time the Saturday after we broke up and now I know its just another part of my story. I can't apoligize enough for how I hurt her or even fix it, but I can let it go, learn to shoulder my mistakes and learn to be a better man, before all I am is a memory.
I move on like a sinners prayer
I let go like a levee breaks
Walk away as if I don’t care
Learn to shoulder my mistakes
I'm built to fade like your favorite song
Get reckless when there’s no need
Laugh as your stories ramble on
Break my heart, but it won’t bleed
My only friends are pirates
That’s just who I am
But I’m better as a memory than as your man
Never sure when the truth won’t do
I'm pretty good on a lonely night
I move on the way a storm blows through
And never stay, but then again, I might.
I struggle sometimes to find the words
Always sure until I doubt
Walk a line until it blurs
Built walls too high to climb out
But I’m honest to a fault
That’s just who I am
I’m better as a memory than as your man
I see you leaning, you’re bound to fall
I don’t want to be that mistake
I’m just a dreamer and nothing more
You should know it before it gets too late
Cause goodbyes are like a roulette wheel
You never know where they’re gonna land
First you’re spinning, then you’re standing still
Left holding a losing hand
But one day you’re gonna find someone
And right away you’ll know it’s true
That all of your sinking’s done
I was just a part of the passing through
Right there in that moment you’ll finally understand
That I was better as a memory than as your man
Better as a memory than as your man
Better as a memory than as your man