| Pretty Pretty, she looks so needy
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| She’s calm in the face, but she’s never forgetting every other time I’ve been
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| Angry, raging, clenched up hands
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| But I know better than to mix you in my raging cycle in this unstable mind
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| I don’t want to let you down
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| I want this to feel the same
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| I don’t want to let you down
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| I’m all that’s in our way
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| Pretty Pretty, she’s slowing fading
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| I’ve drained her empty and left her missing how I was when I was sane
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| I’m drowning in what I became
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| Stretched so thin that I am slowly tearing
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| I’m left unfulfilled and deteriorating
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| I don’t want to let you down
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| I want this to feel the same
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| I don’t want to let you down
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| I’m all that’s in our way
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| Waiting, hoping, praying for a settle to this dizzy mind
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| Feeling that my sanity will be coupled with my demise
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| I don’t want to let you down
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| I want this to feel the same
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| I don’t want to let you down
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| I’m all that’s in our way |