This whole album is ripping my heart out. Holding on to something ultimately toxic & is long gone, was a lie, or a combination of several things. Trying to move on but still feeling like you need an explanation, even though no explanation will ever satisfy you. The truth should be the truth & it shouldn't be complicated, but those memories serve you up a nice mindfuck when it comes to that. Making the break & time passes but you still want that useless explanation. I want the truth, am afraid to hear it & it doesn't make a difference anyway. I'm just tired of it eating me alive. Sorry to rant. It's been really hard.