“I sacrificed all my time”
“Just to find out that I’m all alone?”
What a pathetic story
I’m making myself sick
Choking on lumps of bitter regret
I’ve tried calling myself names
It didn’t make it any better
But what else is there to do?
There’s nobody else to point at
How easy it is to fill yourself with grief
My reflection is so tainted I can’t see a thing
Is it the mirror or is it-
Took a deep, deep breath
We were just licking our wounds
Making ourselves comfortable in make-believe
In a place so hopelessly far away
Is there anyone who can see,
See “this” strolling down my face?
The clock keeps ticking
I know I won’t get off easy
“It’s too much to forget”
Barely had anything to start with
What will be left anyway?
Keeping the already loosened cast on the wound
Trying to get rid of this subtle but solid rage
But “I wanna cry”? Makes me cringe
There’s too many thoughts bound up in here
It hurts and it’s seeping out
Ah, how about I shut it down
We were just licking our wounds
Making ourselves comfortable in make-believe
In a place so hopelessly far away
Is there anyone who can see,
See “this” strolling down my face?
The clock keeps ticking
Made a deep, deep scar
I knew what I wanted
A view from the other side
All I ever asked for was just a little relief
We were just licking our wounds
Making ourselves comfortable in make-believe
In a place so hopelessly far away
Is there anyone who can see,
See “this” strolling down my face?
The clock keeps ticking
Hence the pursuit for love shall go on
“I sacrificed all my time”
“Just to find out that I’m all alone?”
Pathetic? Whatever
I’m bound to love this too, right?