What's Left Of Me

If I could walk you home everyday
And every night of my whole life, you know I would
Walking through the fields that surrounded my first school,
To the streets I looked up to, you know I would

I wish I still could
I'll always be a part of you,
And you'll be a part of me
You're worth to me,
Than my past mistakes and insecurities
Take some time to realise,
I never meant to make you cry
I never meant to panic,
And let myself be so lead astray

Don't stare at me with hopeful eyes,
Don't put your hand out and ask for change
The only thing I'm waiting for
And I'll run away
I've taken too much time away
From being what you wanted me,
Some things will never change
What's left of me?

I can't help but cultivate the way,
Sometime you'll have your day
Knowing this, knowing what the fuck you do
Some things will never change

Picking up the pieces, or broken promises,
That I'm too ashamed to own up to
So I just keep it all inside,
I waste away, until I think it's gone away
Can I forgive myself for what I've done?
I don't think so

With my head in my hands,
Will I make it through the night?
Can I turn a quick blind eye?