Under Foreign Skies - The Worst I Could Say

Dear Kenzie,
Why is it so hard to say the things that won't change?
I'm miles away from you, but you still haunt me everyday.
These long drives, late calm nights, are the worst for me.
It's getting harder to breathe.
It's getting harder to breathe.

And it's living through these moments, making me feel hopeless,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.
Bridges burnt to ashes, pockets full of matches,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.

Dear Vanessa,
I was willing to save it all for you.
I guess keeping your hands to yourself,
was the hardest thing you'd ever have to do.
These long drives, late calm nights, are the worst for me.
It's getting harder to breathe.
It's getting harder to breathe.

And it's living through these moments, making me feel hopeless,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.
Bridges burnt to ashes, pockets full of matches,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.

Living through these moments, making me feel hopeless,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.
Bridges burnt to ashes, pockets full of matches,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.

Living through these moments, making me feel hopeless,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.
Bridges burnt to ashes, pockets full of matches,
I'm dreaming of the words to say to you, say to you.