Video Games
You told about your life and I told you some of mine.
People always leave you say, no one will stay.
I wanted to tell you that you're wrong, but you don't know how right you were
You said that video games are your release, I told you mines books.
Before you left I told you that I'll be like video games to you.
You said you'd be my books
I told you that I've learned that everyone who tries to be my books
Ends up being my addiction
Something I might regret doing, but it keeps me sane for a while
I told you that I learned that no one can be my books
And no one will
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