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?