Yellowcard

I cannot hold this anymore
My hands are tired of only waiting to let go
And I am waiting... Still
I used to know which way to turn
You were a light inside a tunnel in my head
I try to follow... Still
I try to follow... Still
It's hard to see you, we are older now
And when I find you, you just turn around
This is a black and white of you I've found
I hang you up and then I pull you down
I hang you up and then I pull you down
No more apologies from me
My arms are tired of picking up what I put down
You're all I think of... Still
I'm gonna miss you everyday
I turn my back on anyone who won't believe
And it gets lonely... Still
It gets lonely... Still
It's hard to see you, we are older now
And when I find you, you just turn around
This is a black and white of you I've found
I hang you up and then I pull you down
I hang you up and then I pull you down