I've been lying to myself for days and days and decades i don't know why were falling apart. I'm wrecking this wrecking ball and your taking it's grave to heart. you say he's not an addiction please i have faith in you so have some faith in me and i reply with it's hard to say but with every single phone call you seem to drift away.
and everybody wants to know what it feels like to be the one on the winning side
cause i've been there before and i could tell you quite a few times over well your coming back now your coming back down and every time that you lift off baby your coming over just to give up just a little bit more little bit less of me your just a common catastrophe
and i could easily sell sell myself to the stories they feed built upon built upon a falsity of everything that's said to me is coming overly exaggerative but i could believe in it. i'm in a failing sequel and i can't stand another weekend without you could call it a lie but the truth is a dream so just take your time cause it's all you need.
and everybody wants to know what it feels like to be the one on the winning side
cause i've been there before and i could tell you quite a few times over well your coming back now your coming back down and every time that you lift off baby your coming over just to give up just a little bit more little bit less of me your just a common catastrophe
and every time i close my eyes i see you there softly
singing all your cursive lullabies
swinging those convincing alibis
singing all your cursive lullabies
swinging what you've heard and your believing the lie
cry me a river while you cry me to sleep
and sing another song about the promises you said you keep
to me well what have you kept of me
(cry me a river you sink to deliver, and i am the water that swallows after, well what have you saved)