the more that we take
the paler we get
I can't remember what it is
we try to forget
the tile on the floor
so cold it could sting
in your eyes there's a place
warm with remembering

for you to go and take this and smash it apart
I've gone all this fucking way
to wind up back at - back at the start

the closer we think we are
well it only got us so far
have you got anything left to show
no I don't think so
the sooner we realize
we cover ourselves with lies
but underneath we are not so tough
love is not enough

well, it hides in the dark
like the withered vein
we didn't give it a mouth
so it cannot complain
we never really had a chance
we'd never really make it through
I never think I'd believe
I believed I could get better with you