This much i know
she'll never come back to me
this much i know
she meant what she said
this much i know
it's taught me all about misery
i just learn kinda slow
this much i know
This much i feel
i should have reached out to her
this much i feel
i tried it too late
this much i feel
how empty the world can be
and so painfully real
this much i feel
I've had second thoughts about
every reason
we let love slip away
from our lives
and there's no place left to look
that i don't see some
small reminder
of all the chances
i just let go by
This much i need
to wake up once and find she's not gone
this much i need
but i'll never have
this much i need
words to speak without missing her
or just some new way to breathe
this much i need