I really hope you all enjoy!! This is going to be included in one of the albums I'm currently working on that is story driven and themed around self reflection! ~Reece

The phone lays still, still waiting for your call

But it doesn't come, the phone just never rings

I said I'd burn the painting, that you made for me

But it still hangs there, right up on my wall

And I fucked up

And you fucked up

We both fucked it up

And I know that, you probably moved on

But I haven't and I know it's all my fault

I can't bring myself to, watch your favorite shows

Or walk in the park where we first hung out

And I fucked up

What's wrong with me

I blew it all again

And now I cry alone, in my room while I think

About all the good times, but I fucked it up

Now I'm falling, and I'm screaming

I have no one to blame, I know it's all on me

And I'm sorry

I fucked up

And now I'm all alone

I share for hours, at that photo that we took

Time keeps moving on, but I still haven't

All the regrets, gnawing at my brain

I know you probably, won't forgive me but I'm so sorry

And I'm so sorry

Fuck I'm sorry

I'm so sorry

But I guess this is goodbye