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Broken heart full of regret, memories that it´s hard to forget

OneMore - 02 On The Road - MIX 3

Dear Diary

no more no more

Verse 1
Just got home and found your note
Folded by the coffee can— just three words you wrote
Said “I’ll do better”—truth is, that takes two
We let it ride too long—now I lost you
I’ll take my share—write it plain to see
It wasn’t all you, and it wasn’t all me
Chorus
I could use some forgiveness,
But I ain’t takin’ all the blame.
We tried to fix what broke us,
Kept chasin’ a win that never came.
You know I'm not the only one,
You played your part too
Now I’m only halfway guilty—
The other half is you.
Verse 2
Empty spot on the wall and a busted frame
Calendar stuck on June—every square looks the same
I won’t go tellin’ our good friends what all we’ve been through
I’ll carry my half and leave the rest with you
If this is goodbye, you know I'll always take your call
And I'lll still be that shoulder you might need afterall
Chorus
I could use some forgiveness,
But I ain’t takin’ all the blame.
We tried to fix what broke us,
Kept chasin’ a win that never came.
You know I'm not the only one,
You played your part too
Now I’m only halfway guilty—
The other half is you.
Bridge
We'll let the rain talk for us, and we'll just let it pour
Hope you find the peace you're lookin' for
Final Chorus
I could use some forgiveness,
But I can't take all the blame.
We tried to fix what broke us,
Kept chasin’ a win that never came.
You know I'm not the only one,
You played your part too
Now I’m only halfway guilty—
And baby, so are you.

Halfway Guilty

When I wake up, I don’t wanna
Face the mirror, I'm a goner
Fake my cool, my chest gets hotter
It burns like soda in my veins
Missed that moment, lost that dollar
Scuffed up ego, hot on the collar
Buzzin’ head, where's the gain?
Nobody’s driving me sane

You talk slick, I can’t stand it
Go ahead, tear your bandage
You just want to drag my name
While I cave in, you play savage
God, I hate it — but I manage
You make me sort of enjoy the pain

I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up feelin’ like a fake, oh
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up - next to my mistakes, no
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Lose my place or lose my grip
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up - just to exist

Keep on loopin’, thoughts keep shootin’
Half alive and half rebootin’
Hold my breath like it’s a stunt
Play that role and keep disputin’
Truth’s diluted, mind’s polluted
Choke me gently, call it blunt

You're so proud, I can’t mute it
Tear me down and refute it
You make me want to burn places I've seen
But I still stay, barely rooted
Freaking out, wired, deluded
You make me wanna claw through my screen

I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up feelin’ like a fraud, oh
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up prayin’ - oh my god, no
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Keep losing sleep I can’t recall
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Keep being your light in the hall

Told myself that it gets better
But I’m still taped up with tether
Every day I come undone
Take my face off, switch the weather
If I break, well, call it clever
Say I ran — but I never run

I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up stitched into a mask, oh
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Rehearse answers, you never ask, no
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Chase the lines that they made bleed
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up just to not succeed


I Don't Wanna

Crown of Virtue

Gravity

Winnipeg composer, retired from the farm, still chasing meaning in melody. My work lives where TV cues meet YouTube soundscapes, with a few albums in between. Built in Mixcraft Pro, fuelled by late-night coffee, stubborn curiosity, and a Stoic’s sense of timing. Also writing on politics, history, and philosophy, because sound isn’t my only instrument.

Crown of Virtue

Wayne Mathison