“I never had the chance to thank you

For saving me from myself

I liked the shadow he casted

But the shade never lasted

I knew of his crimes

Intuition I denied

I felt like my duty was to fix his stoic

But it wasn’t my job to be a mechanic

I never had the chance to thank you

For saving me from myself

I cried my face off in your office

Memories resonated of his last kiss

And when the lights started to get dim

You opened all the windows up and let it in

Sometimes it feels like it’s about to end

Before you remind me it’s all about to begin

I never had the chance to thank you 

For saving me from myself“