Lyrics

Feeling low, like I'm ready to crack and Slowly moving from bending to breaking I stay diluted to avoid the pain But I give her more than she can take I'm only killing the only haven The still asylum I haven't destroyed yet And when it's gone I'm left with nothing This isn't what we counted on This isn't what we said it'd be The fantasy is dead And I can't feel it This isn't what we counted on This isn't what we said it'd be The fantasy is dead And long forgotten I told her she was killing me and She said she was already dead Every ounce of emotion fades And I promise you it'll end someday, I hope I'm only hoping that this is common She's all I'm living with when all this fades away And when it's gone I'm left with nothing She doesn't need it She doesn't need it My optimism is masking my failure