Postponed

My only wish was to know you better, But I guess I've given up that dream. As I've tried to hold you closer, I've just been drifting further away. (Because) there's stuff I can't get over, so I wouldn't say we're moving onwards. We're just stumbling around, opening sewed wounds that never really healed. I guess I'm better off withstand the stuff and put it aside. To postpone is what I'm really good at, and it's all your fault since you've postponed me through all my life