| Look at my face, does it still look the same?
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| You should know
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| You used to feel it every day
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| I’m defeated 'cause time has eroded
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| And the things that I’ve chosen to remember are over, over
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| But it’s water under the bridge, sand at the edge of the ocean
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| I stand alone hoping still but floating
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| Must feel better
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| How do you do it?
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| How have you done it in the past?
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| I used to laugh at you but now your wings are laughing right back
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| Can’t grasp you, can’t ask you to reconsider
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| 'Cause you already planted the seeds for winter
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| It’ll be back again to safely inundate me
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| Blatantly painting, maybe on dream chasing
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| Hating me 'til the king himself come around paying me, right
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| Delusions of justice or karma coming through for  me
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| Arm in arm, you and me, I’d kill myself for that, for happenstance
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| Or for our half romance to at least come to a full finish
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| What’s there to do but laugh?
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| But I can honestly say that I forgot to do that
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| When the sun’s out I hate you, but by moonlight I love you
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| I miss you
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| Every night is a struggle
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| When i was with you, I forgot who I was and things made sense
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| Now my time is spent engaged in preemptive defense
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| Building a fence around the cloud that hangs over my head
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| 'Cause my joy is shattered glass and my laugh is pretend
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| So pretend you never met me
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| Wish I could do the same
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| Because I sold tomorrow short for a new today
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| I fell past the tree line, past the street
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| And under the subway, my past repeats
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| My last reprieve is the grief that fights on
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| Rock bottom, limestone, spotlight, i am alone
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| Ready to speak but my words lost their purity
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| Invisible disease that is now blurring the line between real and fake
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| I felt safe when I was with you
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| You’d light up and laugh when I kissed you
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| It seems happiness is an illusion, and you’ve mastered it
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| I can tell, it shows up in every photograph that I have
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| Plastered up on my wall, subtracted
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| Back from when you still loved me, past tense
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| And if I failed at life but made you smile it was worth it
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| Hypnotized on the surface level
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| But a kiss from your lips is worthless
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| Hello, wish I could take it back
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| I’m sorry, didn’t mean to make you laugh |