Once I need these wants, I'm helpless
Anticipate my ablation, be displayed and disconnect
I deflect every assessment you can make
I project myself upon the ones awake
Mistaking all their contentious disbeliefs
With something as discrete as

Your defeat, your completion dissevering
In separate skin, sent to sin, saddened, self tormenting segments
Yet desist not from this, passenger of misinformation
Pacifists slashing their wrists to the bone
I fall apart every time you talk
With the passing of days and abrasions
I've wallowed enough to deform

I want it all
Fortune before I simmer down and press restart
I told myself to disregard their ignorance again

I beckoned your grave, begging to say anything at all
To settle the same dumbing debate
Doesn't it just rub you wrong?
Offensive to them, wondering when they'll begin to rot
I'll cover remains, utter amazement as you're playing a part

It won't be long
It won't be long
It won't be long 'til I'm not here at all
Whether it's wanted or not
I need to know if this all is what we want
Or need to pretend we're alive

It's not enough to hear you say that love is all you'd ever want
'Cause all the wants I needed made me go against the way that I was
If all the wrongs were aimed in vain, I'd hold your hand and savor the jump
We'll fall entwined, replacing every failure to be felt at all

Felt at all
We'll be alone when we're all done