You can't seem to be anything but paranoid, and I can't seem to be anything but annoyed. All I wanted to do is take your hand, be beside you while I stand. But you took us down to a place where we lost our minds and our space. To a place that I can't even hear you calling, where I am continually falling. You're yelling the words I want to hear, how you'll love me and hold me dear. But I can't decipher the code, of all the signs that continue to bode. OfΒ Β the doom I feel eating me alive even though I struggle and I strive to keep my sanity at bay just to hear the words, "I'll stay.."