Sorry for not sleeping
I guess I should realize now that no matter how silent I move
You still hear everything that passes through my mind
I guess I want to believe that you're able to cut me out
And get some sleep for yourself
We can both agree that's not the case
I could see from your face as you fled my company

You know me- I'm a optimistic pessimist
Realizing all too well the ****** situations
Then unintentionally uncovering the good too come
I wish you could see through my eyes
Just like they do
Then you'd see although we're no better than zombies
Our love has not only connected us, but made us one

We feel the same things
And though your words oppose my own
I know now they don't come from your lips
Their taste is flavorless
As their sound is foreign
They don't caress me upon hearing with breaks of cooling breath.
Baby, I'm sorry, we'll sleep tonight.