It's Not About You, Pt. II - Something More, Tillie

I know you want to see me everyday

But that’s not how this works

You call and you write

Guilt trips every night

Just to bring me closer to you

But I’m not standing by anymore

I’m gonna pack my things and walk out that door

I don’t want to think about what you’ll say to me

When I’m packing up my things to leave

I never thought that this would end

Or that I’d have these thoughts in my stupid fucking head

You did right by me.

You saw me through

I just wish I hadn’t seen through you

But I’m not standing by anymore

I’m gonna pack my things and walk out that door

I don’t want to think about what you’ll say to me

When I’m packing up my things to leave

Maybe I never tried

You only see your side

It’s not, it’s not about you

Go on, throw the blame

Put me in my place

It’s not, it’s not about you

I’m not standing by anymore

I’m gonna pack my things and walk out that door

I don’t want to think about what you said to me

When you packed up your things to leave

Maybe I never tried

You only see your side

It’s not, it’s not about you

Go on, throw the blame

Put me in my place

It’s not, it’s not about you

Maybe I never tried

(I'll never standing by)

You only see your side

(Packed up my things to leave)

Go on, throw the blame

It’s not, it’s not about you