so now it's come to this
contrived but competent
and your eyes see the clouds and you wonder

if you'll love again
cuz the emptiness breaks you to pieces
with no salvaging


and i called you my friend
and you carried me in


but it's all gone
left me all lost

and wondering
are lonely people
all that we know?

love will leave us
turning around again


and we say we'll do what's right
we'll try not to fight
but the hurt and the pain and disaster

i caused you again
just collides with the happiest feelings
that we had back then


and why did this have to end?
in truth i'm questioning