A life that controls you is a life out of control
So I stare out the window hoping the colors arn't dull
While avoiding the pounding that's breaking my skull
I stare at my phone waiting for you to call
While balancing on my sanity hoping I don't fall
I'm close to the edge yet I continue to stall
While I'm fading away, but it's not your fault

I don't plan to die because my will is strong
But my heart shatters if I hear certain songs
It sounds cliche but I promise you're wrong
I am anything but happy and calm
I continue to hurt with each word that I write
But I do it because I know that it's right
In the long run I'll feel better is what they say every night
Although maybe fading out is better than a fight