Lately
Lately I haven't found the right words to tell you.
I want to tell you of the goodnight kisses that bring me sweet dreams.
The rhythmic goodbyes that go for a walk along the contours of my skin.

Lately
Lately I haven't found the right words to tell you.
I want to tell you of my hopes and my dreams.
The way they all have one thing in common.

Lately
Lately I haven't found the words to tell you that I can't think straight.
I talk to strangers on the street and I hope you are listening.
I talk to gardens of flowers as I pass and I hope you are listening.
I cradle my pillow at night and I hope that you can feel me, with you.

Lately
Lately I've been kinda ******* myself.
See I can't seem to forgive myself for falling for you.
For jumping off the cliff of lies you so carefully laid out for me,
and falling.
You let me fall slowly as you told me that you would never hurt me.
You let me fall deeply as you held my hand the way down.

See,
Lately, I've been doing a lot of thinking
But the only thing I seem to be able to think clearly about is you.
Lately I 've come to the conclusion that you will never miss me like I miss you.
That you will never want me like  I want you.
And you will never hear me like I hear you.

So this is the conclusion I've come to.
I'm gonna fall, and I'm gonna fall fast
but I'm taking you with me, even if we crash.