This Is on Me - Ben Abraham, Sara Bareilles

Willing and waiting to come back from the edge

But the look in her eyes says she’s leaving

Things I should have been saying that I swallowed instead

How a silence can be so deceiving

And so we’ve begun the crawl trying to break the fall

Some kind of wrecking ball we turned out to be

This is on me

Caught at the ending and all I have is the hurt

Have I made him forget how to love me?

Now it crumbles and crashes, but maybe there’s hope for us yet

'Til we’re one with the Earth, a way we can make this thing work again

And some phoenix may rise from these ashes but the fire comes first

Love we’ve begun the crawl, how do we break the fall?

Some kind of wrecking ball we turned out to be

This is on me

This is on me, oh

This is on me, oh

This is on me