So here we are: our familiar place
Our shouting match, our contest
To see if we can prove the other’s wrong decree
Say what? No, I didn’t ask you
What the fuck are you trying to prove?
Every time we fight turns into what we will deny
Say it’s okay, say I’m alright
Never happened, covered up with smiles and laughs
Why do we go mad?
I don’t know, ‘cause we’re at the end of our rope
So, ten months from now when you are far away from me
Our lives will change
When we look back what will we say?
(My god I’m wrong)
I can’t stand this
Do you know me?
I don’t think you realize at all that we can do this
We’ve been through this so many times before
And I hate it when we can’t communicate the general state of our lives
And I’m falling, my fingers slipping off
We’re at the end of our rope and we don’t have to be...
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