It's like there's always two voices fighting in my head We're never seeing through I never understood how i listened to you Speak every slurred word that you've spit And i hope to god thats the end of it But I'm behind And I'm wishing time would be nicer This winter's been endless and the cold still Blows through the summer Our shivers are not ghosts but our demons, The reminders of our worst times The reasons we suffer I know we've been seeing more of each other Now I'm learning more about the parts we want to skip The parts we want to miss But we let those parts in And i let them sit To keep us from being distant