I can't sleep,
so I can't dream.
And I can't dream,
so I can't write..
I just breathe.
And tell me,
was it worth it
to crash into a pane of glass
and shatter everything
we ever were?
Tell me do you hear me.
Can you feel me cry?
Do you feel my imagination
'cause it's bleeding damn near dry.
I can't hold onto this,
there's nothing there to hold.
The world is too slippery
and it shimmers
'cause it was never real.
Tell me,
will you miss me?
Will you remember like you said?
Tell me...
do you love me...
