Is it me you really see?
Or all the lies I make you believe...

What if I said we could be us again?
Would it honestly matter...

Unlike me to roam
I find him...

It's over
It's done with...

Falling aching
Did it matter...

I step away from the door
My heart drops suddenly to the floor...

Even through my drug filled haze
Thoughts of him still make me crazed...

I crawl my way through broken glass
I'm looking for that open door...

Dead inside
Yet heart still beats...

Does he hear
My silent tears...

He's slipping,
He's falling...

I'm jumpy, scared unable to control it
I'm scared, terrified of none other than myself...