Kick the chair out from beneath me and watch as my arms flail
For friends and ropes and things that I can trust
Whatever you and I we used to be I think we both agree
What stands between us now
It is not love, and it will cost us
How I pay for this
But I pay in precious pain and friends that I have yet to miss
This youth was wasted on all these happy endings we were promised
But I'm not sure exist
You make it harder to stay convinced
Pull the thread out from my tires and watch as I derail
I'll come apart in ways you never dreamed
Tie it up into a box and sink it in the sea where conviction goes to drown
And through the screen I'll watch you bury me
There's panic in your voice
A death rattle on the line
How I pay for this
But I pay in precious pain and friends that I have yet to miss
This youth was wasted on all these happy endings we were promised
But I'm not sure exist
It's getting harder to stay convinced
There's panic in your voice
A death rattle on the line
Is it worth it to just move on?
I have tried to, it came out wrong
But time has found a way to bury me
How I pay for this
But I pay in pounds of flesh and memories that I so dearly miss
There's so much more to lose, but leaving me behind was the best thing you could do
Time is an open wound
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