Maybe what's tugging at the heartstrings is the merest thought of you
– Brooding over all the moves that I've made and I can't
Undo or all the little expectations we could never live up to.
Is this what it's like to fall apart?
I'll try to mend the broken even though at times it's hard.
I need some form of reassurance that I'm not
Heading towards points where we have to part.
Is this what it feels like to fall apart?
Well it pains me that the broken can't be fixed.
Or are we all too busy and too consumed that we can't afford to think?
Or are we all too busy and too consumed to even care?
Time is the overseer of all things that I have come to know and love,
My mind is yours to loathe cause how I
Think won't change the landscape of things.
It's like the itch is lingering at the edge of my skull and I can't
Decide if I want to or if I will forget you and the way that
We were, well I'm not a good liar so I'm coping with the worst.
Pains me that I can't find the appropriate words to bring comfort to
My friends who have felt much worse,
But the least I could do is to by your
Side and warn you of the dangers I know first.
These cold hearts, they beat as one