Memories fleeting, I've lost sight of what I held dear
My sincerity bleeding, numb to any semblance of an apologetic that might remain
Letting honesty decay
I never asked for this
Any of it
I hope you're lonely, I hope you hurt
Because the only thing I think when I'm in bed
Is how I wish I was in yours
Caught between a rock and a lie
Staring at walls to pa** the time, bringing me down so low
My pride turned into insecurity
Our golden age became a black mark on history
I just want you to know
I am loneliness unencumbered by sentiment
But now
I still find your hair inside my clothes
Weighing me down, a gesture unasked, vulnerably exposed
(I hate your f**ing cigarettes)
I feel a struggle in your lungs, every time I touch your lips
I feel a pounding in between my ears, but never in my chest
I hope you're lonely, I hope you hurt
Because the only thing I think when I'm in bed
Is how I wish I was in yours
If this is love, then whats to show for it
Besides the noose coiled around my neck
Am I out of my mind?