Lyrical Thoughts

When your world is full of strange arrangements

In the dark shades of winter

Nothing ever goes quite as planned.

Your reason for living's your reason for leaving

Tormented and torn apart

I don't get the answers right.

Let me wake to a moment of truth

I like to see you, but then again

That doesn't mean you mean that much to me

So if I call you, don't make a fuss

I'm unusually hard to hold on to

Blank stares at blank pages

No easy way to say this

You mean well, but you make this hard on me

Here's a simplification of everything we're going though

You plus me is bad news

But you're a lovely creation and I like to think that I am too

But my friend said I look better without you.

Let me dream without sleeping

Let me stand in the silence

Don't ask me what it means

Then your dreams fall apart at the seams