Harbour Lights

I'm like a wishbone broken in two
You took the wish and part of me
Along with you

I did you wrong, that you made clear
But all the confidence that I'd built
You made it disappear

Not that you'd think so
And not that you'd care though
That I'm getting better
I'm not gonna text you

Coz that's stressful
Not that you'd think so
And not that you'd care though
That I'm getting better

And all of the people we both knew
I don't see them anymore
Because they stuck with you

I don't think that you'd take back
All those things that you said
That's not your style, you just like leaving me with the guilt instead

Not that you'd think so
And not that you'd care though
That I'm getting better
I'm not gonna text you

Coz that's stressful
Not that you'd think so
And not that you'd care though
That I'm getting better

I wrote my sorrows in the sand
The waves came and wiped them out
Staring at the harbour lights has got me thinking that in the end
I wasn't ready
I wasn't ready
I wasn't ready
I wasn't ready
I wasn't ready
I wasn't ready
I wasn't ready
I wasn't ready

I wasn't ready
Not that you'd think so
Not that you'd care though
That I'm getting better
And I'm not gonna text you

Harbour lights come on again
Remind me that in the end
I wasn't ready