Pathfinder

I feel what's best for everyone is to forget about me when i'm gone Because it hurts to be missed and no one is deserving this With my back to a hardwood floor I understand that i'm not a provider but a center divider I got lanes to explain the different ways I behave A life thats a detour to where I am not sure But if the sun is in my eyes I think i'm doing the right thing I rely on exit signs, and destination times And this drive that knows me better than I think I know myself With that being said I won't play pretend That i'm not growing up, that i'm not giving in Late nights and all night drives are reminders why i'm alive And i'm not going anywhere