Pressure

so when i was running and wondering where i as now today a light appeared and i realized what happened and how you can see that i'm packing my bags and i can't see that you're said you picked me up, you pulled me down you made a fool of us both and look at us now... i gave you choices but you had so much trouble choosing i hate to say it but it gives me a smile to know that you're so hurt you can't hold me down in this place you can't chain me down to the ground like they always say "don't know what you got til it's gone" well stop your cyring you had your chance and now you get this song there are a million things i'd love to say to you but i don't want to flatter you anymore besides, these words would never explain what you did to me so, when did things go wrong? well, when did things go right? slitting our throats because we hate or are unsure of the end of this story and all along, the story you're reading was titled your life