It's not worth the time that it takes   For you to grasp onto the concepts we made   And I'd like to bury the second hand tick   In hopes that we'll inhale once more      Blend into the night, just like fireworks   And breathe so deep   Maybe, we'll fall off of this mountain peak   I hope that we   Can settle our differences    And make our way back to our homes      I hope for only the best   Ensure that self made unrest   Eats at my soul and leaves you unscathed   Forget my name and address   Make up my hospital bed   I will be laying there for quite some time      And if you let these words   Permeate through your skin   Then maybe, just maybe, we'll find   A deserted kind of life   Free from prolonged movie sights   Storybooks never lie...      Cut away at the chains that embody me   Find a way to forget everything that went wrong   I never said that there'd be a happy ending   But the tears on your face have begun to stagnate.      It's beginning to grow sickening   The tone you use is killing me   Your choice of words, subpar at best   Brings nothing towards the war which you digressed.      And everything grows still   The places and the buildings   That we've built begin to tilt   I've lost everything, I've lost you.