I thought you knew this? It's called Deja Vu.

One fourty am;
I hear a knock on the door;
It's a face that I know I've seen before.
A note; A bottle; two hands and some skin.
Oh yes; that's right;
You created the eigth sin.

Two thirty am;
We're now lying in my bed;
More words that I know have been said.
A poem; A laugh; two hearts and some lies.
Oh yes; that's right;
You found the window in my eyes.

My bones are shifting in my skin;
You're not real;
And you're not worth it.
Maybe one day I'll stick to my word.
Maybe one day I'll learn.
But sitting in this silence;
I'm comfortably numb.

Three twenty am;
We're staring at the moon;
It's oddly starting to feel like a deja vu.
A whisper; a glance; two vows and a stone.
Oh yes; that's right;
You were heir to the throne.

Now here I stand;
Alone in my head.
With nothing but a broken bottle;
And some thread.
It's okay;
I promise.

My bones are shifting in my skin;
You're not real;
And I won't let you back in.
Maybe one day I'll stick to my word.
Maybe one day I'll learn.
But sitting in this silence;
I'm comfortably numb.

.It's.That.Simple.