got what i needed
finally freed
my closure
regained composure
from long overexposure
this wild rollercoaster
i would trade it for nothing
redo it over and over
think of you as my four leaf clover
who taught me a lot
who i’d never give a second thought
just hiding in my blind spot
and hiding when i was shot
but sometimes things aren’t meant to be
and sometimes things are all they’re supposed to be