You and I can't get much closer
In spite of what you want.
I'm done explaining
I'm broke at best.

Non-existent.

I lay me down to sleep.
And disappear.

Why is it you have a question for every single thing I do
Why is it you say you love me, nothing's ever good enough for you.
"What's the matter now?"
"Have another one of these..."
"This will take the edge off..."

And I never knew what it would be,
decisions and decisions to be made.
They'll tell you what you said and what you did
to break from the futility and run.

You speak through comparison.
You speak in tongues.
You listen suspiciously for gaps in my adaption.
You have no magic touch,
please stop trying.
Sucking me dry...

And I never seemed to get it right.
It's like a shadow hanging over me.
You where the first, you where the last.
If there's a god, release me from my past.