[Scene from Princess Bride]
Buttercup: You mock my pain
Westley: Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something

[Jesse}
Petulance is building
And there’s not enough room left inside my head
Serenity a revery
A bootless errand for the living dead

[Jesse & (Whitney)]
Why does it seem like
I’m the only one still welting in the frost
(Abandon the flock to wallow)
The atrophy accelerates
With every disappointment waxin’ wroth
(to follow back)
A fenced heart makes a once strong love weak

GO!

[Jesse & (Whitney)]
And now faced with the sheer tedium
Of another rising sun
Breathing becomes a task so arduous
You could swear your lungs are hideous guns
Complacent mired
In your isolation
(Walls of panic guard the damage)
I’m sordid and calloused putrescent
I’ve abandoned the cause
(Re enforce the chains and bars)
The scent of blissful existence has been long forgot
(Bound to the brick casted out to the sharks)
A fenced heart makes a once strong love weak
[Jesse]
Sober and awake in a pallid existence
Or drunken dejected
Bitter and cold
Remorse and Regret
 -- I forgive but can’t forget
I’m petty and I’m jealous
I was born to die alone

[Jesse]
Alone with my thoughts
And writing in tremors
I promise myself that next time I’ll remember
The consequence of embracing
Some simple minded urge
But the same self destructive patterns re-emerge
So I repent

[Jesse]
There’s nothing left to catch me now
I’m destined to fall into that cycle
Of imprisonment 
I’ll tally the wall
Now I’m simply counting down
The rising moons

{Whitney]
(From the gates to the gutters
Frozen in solitude
Solidify and occupy
The solipsistic heart of mine
From the gates to the gutters
Bitter isolation
, free and alone)
Cause freedom is lonesome
There’s ice in the furnace
And blood in the snow

A fenced heart makes a once strong love weak