Ten thousand miles was too far for you
To maybe hold on, and maybe stay true...

This thing that walks beside you
This thing you call your own...

You touch my hand,
My breath alights...

It will blister and scrape itself into your skin
This insatiable, unwanted desire for another...

For the last few years, I've been sad,
I've been lonely, I've been mad...

So after all this talk
All these piercing hateful words...

I don't understand
Why it follows me...

Paradoxing panorama
ranting delusions from self...

Wish i may, wish i might
I wish that you were here tonight...

I wish i could talk
About the things inside...

You hold me so close
As if you're scared that I would run...