Stood in the rain and watched you go. I feel a lump in my throat. This is far from joy. I never seem to learn that high makes things harder, like that high I get from you. I figured out that joy is not in your arms. I know I’ll always ache with an empty heart. I think it’s time to run because I’m seeing stars. I’m seeing stars watch me fall apart. I think of dying all the time, but I’ve got joy to take my side. Fear is my favorite ride.
But you’ll always be my hero- even though you’ve lost your mind
On the first page of our story, the future seemed so bright. Then this thing turned out so evil, I don’t know why I’m still surprised. Even angels have their wicked schemes and you take that to new extremes, but you’ll always be my hero, even though you’ve lost your mind.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? That’s alright because I like the way it hurts. Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? That’s alright because I love the way you lie. I love the way you lie.
Now there’s gravel in our voices, glasses shattered from the fight of this tug of war you always win, even when I’m right because you feed me fables from your head with violent words and empty threats. It’s sick that all these battles are what keeps me satisfied.
So maybe I’m a masochist. I try to run but I don’t want to ever leave till the walls are going up in smoke with all our memories.