The way you wash your hands makes me wish I was between them I don’t profess to know the future but for it you’re my stem My bed seems empty unless it contains your light And when I sleep with you I’m sure I will forget the night The words you speak are unlike others and I know they’re always true In the end no matter what it will always be me and you I only feel alive when I see you in my view But when you’re not around then my thoughts will have to do
Am I so broken? She tells me so, Her eyes full of tears That it's what's left unspoken That I can't see myself That I can't react I'm numb Someone else's problem Not mine It's not who I am Not who I want to be But in reality it is It's who I've become Faded and worn Not yet 20 but old But I am a lie