how many times do i have to get high
before my elevated mind will finally realize
you're not coming home, you're not coming back
whilst my heart slowly fades to black?

how many times do i have to think of you
before i realize you likely do too?
you'll never admit it, you'll never tell
but you and i, well, we both fell

when you walked out that door, i almost laughed a little
but deep down, i felt my stature shake
we all think it's fun and games until our hearts get stolen,
we all think it's fun and games until our brains get swollen.

i don't think you ever realized the gravity of this
my heart was ready to give you all of it
you run and you run and you run so far
and i always thought it bizarre
how far can you go until you hit the end of the world
and you realize that there's no one there but you?
such a lonely existence, best friends with the void in your heart
just because you were afraid to give anyone in your life a part
and it's sad, it's pathetic, it's moronic, but it's true
my sorry self would still give it all to you
nail me to the bedpost and set me on fire,
take some steps back, don't forget to admire

we run from each other like we're cops and robbers
i've got the gun, and you've got my heart
as much as i want to give chase, i can't bring myself to find you
and besides, you're best at running and hiding, it's what you do.

love for people like us is just so scary
when it's right in front of us, we aim to ****
we don't need anyone to us feel more misery than we do,
but my magic touch alleviated it all, and you know it too.

i don't think you ever realized the gravity of this
my heart was ready to give you all of it
you scream and you scream and you scream so loud
but only i could ever hear you over the crowd
how long can you scream until your lungs give out
and you realize the only voice you had is gone?
i was the only one who ever heard your desperate cries
and came running whenever a piece of you dies.
my sorry self would still come running to you,
throw me on a bed of knives and seal the deal,
pain is the only emotion we ever allow ourselves to feel.

eventually you find that you can run as far as you'd like,
scream as loudly as you see fit,
but you always find your way back to me...
and realize only i can hear your screams.

i know you from the inside out, your mind full of landmines
but i do it all willingly, i'd never change this
my ears are always open, no matter how faint the scream
you are, and always have been my dream.