Lyrics: Kara Madden
Music: Jackson Fraser Brown/Jordan Wakefield
Hindsight so clear
I’m stuck in your
Shackles on my own
On my own
Not good at goodbyes
But I know that I need to
For my sanity
Or you’ll keep haunting me
We tried to meet in the middle
But all your colours are showing through
You say you’re trying to make it right
But I don’t
I don’t have room, oh
Hindsight so real
Don’t know how you
Keep on pulling my emotions
No way that I control it
Not good at goodbyes
But I know that I need to
For my sanity
Or you’ll keep haunting me
We tried to meet in the middle
But all your colours are showing through
You say you’re trying to make it right
But I don’t
I don’t have room, oh