i said goodbye, i said hello. i said i'd move on and i'm living by what i said, i'm sorry for the way i left and the things i said. i'm sick of change and departure. i'm sick of trying to blend in and be somebody i'm not. i'm sick of doing everything to please you, doing stuff i dont want to do to please you. it's not what im normally like, you changed me for the worse, not better. so now i'm changing back, i'm saying goodbye and i'm moving on. i've changd my hair colour, and i hate it. but i'll change and i'll accept it sooner or later. like i'll accept the fact, your not there anymore and i'm on this road alone, but its the road for the better, not worse.