Aren't we so good at holding onto the past? If we weren't speeding, I'm sure we wouldn't have crashed. Under the influence of our shallow lust; I know we should be careful but that won't happen to us. Love is a second, third, fourth and fifth shot. God knows I need it. God knows you haven't forgot. Oh and you are too much like a drug to me. No longer what I want, just what I think I need. Why would I leave when I could waste away with you? Less concerned with what I'll find than what I could lose; it's easier to look down than to look you straight in the eye. I'll only say this once because I know it's going to make you cry. There is a reason I feel lost when I'm not with you. It's not because of love; it's just that you are what I've gotten used to...nothing left; but you say 'can't you give us one more try? We're in a knot that I can't let you untie.' If we don't leave now, we never will.
