No Surprises

I have been in this storm for a lifetime, and Its become a home to me,

I was hoping we could make it a little less volatile, a little less lonely;

But we were burning bridges and hoping it would light the path to move on,

And then I turned around and saw I had left back my heart.

I wish there was an easy way to what I want, but there’s no way at all,

I want what I reproach, I resent what I want.

God knows, I tried to make it look pretty, lace this in pearls

In result, the wounds didn’t heal and it increased the hurt,

So I'm letting it all out in the open, and it feels like I can’t fucking feel,

There’s no surprise, people don’t come out of storms as they were last seen.