You come back some more
The feelings too good to give up
It’s a bitter call
When logic doesn’t make the cut
Wish I was better than that
I can’t even keep up a lie when I’m holding the mirror
I can see the white in my eyes getting clearer
I said I wasn’t ready to die
Nowhere near it
But I could feel it
I keep on defending
The hours I’m spending
It is like a dream
Just hope it’s a phase
No more co-dependent
My time reprimanded
I broke all the seams
Thought I was better than that
But I can’t even keep up a lie
When I’m holding a mirror
I can see the white in my eyes getting clearer
I said I wasn’t ready to die
Nowhere near it
But I could feel it
You come back some more
The feeling’s too good to give up
It’s a bitter call
Logic doesn’t make the cut
It’s better than that
I can’t even keep up a lie when I’m holding the mirror
I can see the white in my eyes getting clearer
I said I wasn’t ready to die
Nowhere near it
But I could feel it
I keep on defending
The hours I’m spending
It is like a dream
Just hope it’s a phase
No more co-dependent
My time reprimanded
I broke all the seams
Thought I was better than that
Thought I was better than that
Thought I was better than that
Thought I was better than that
Thought I was better than that
Thought I was better