“Moving On” was written upon realizing I no longer wanted to blame myself for a relationship. When you’re asked to give everything you have to take care of others despite holding your cane and barely standing, the burden of getting too close takes its toll when their intentions are misaligned with yours. Broken with shame and guilt, you’re left with shards of what could have been, but never will be. It’s a hard bandage to peel back, but the scar has started to fade and it needs to breathe. You know how to lie to me I sure know how to believe Everything you said to me was robed in mystery I took up arms to help you fight Then found out I was on the wrong side But your speeches moved me to battle so now I'm returning blind Somewhere down the line you've gotta change it Well, confrontation's hard when you never taste it So, I'm Moving On Why's it always have to go and be my fault again And because I'm Moving On I don't wanna think about the things I've lost again Thought we had family Until you proved it wrong to me When you left here for a week without answering anything Did you notice I pushed my cane Did you ever see behind your pain That you made up in the first place Now it's history You wanted to ride the coattails I was dragging But your grip destroyed the fabric so you can have it So, I'm Moving On Why's it always have to go and be my fault again And because I'm Moving On I don't wanna think about the things I've lost again You copy and paste the same apology you choose You never realize the words that you exchanged in the pews Used to be sacred, rid of the hatred Consider the places, dozens of faces You never cared to try to see what's wrong So, I'm Moving On Why's it always have to go and be my fault again Yeah, I'm Moving On Why's it always have to go and be my fault again And because I'm Moving On I don't wanna think about the things I've lost again You know how to lie to me I sure know how to believe Everything you said to me was robed in mysterymore