inside you're dying you can't face the short comings in your life looking for something to redirect the pain i'm not sorry that you can't relate but it's killing me to watch you act this way and it's hard to see the way it used to be when i'm wiping the spit off my face we'll be here through the years while you're so convinced we'll fall like the season but give me one good reason... well it's nothing that i haven't heard before but it's like comparing still water to rain when it's your voice that carries the same old shit i never thought we would end this way what can i say