It starts again, I know i've nothing left to show for every other time I opened up
This time it's not the same - I say that every time and somehow always end up falling flat
For every time I scratched the skin it gets harder to step in

I couldn't hate you if I tried. I think i'll just lie down and die

I'm running out of cliff to grasp, and she is such a higher class, i'm running out of things to hold, i'm too cold (and I can only beg)
Maybe it's selfish, but I need a standpoint, I need something to hold onto, but i'm scared to ask you - you're too perfect

If i'm sleeping, please don't stop to wake me, i'm enjoying dreams of what I see smiling here before me. I've broken everything I do, but i'd be more careful with you

I couldn't hate you if I tried. I think i'll just lie down and die