I had an explanation at the end of this one, but decided to take it out at the last second.

Maybe I should have left it, but anyway, this one is about not being able to let go of an old version of someone who hurt me.

They've grown and changed and become a much brighter lovely person, but there's a part of me still holding on to who they were, replaying what they've done which reignites that anger just so I can feel justified and righteous about myself.

You know people love to be right, and that's one way I fool myself into thinking I am.

Well, I hope that all makes sense haha