Here We Go Again
And I arrive up to you, all you do is scold
The red we all see is my own blood, I only believe the lie.
The dismay you feel for me is only tripled by my pathetic heart and I turn it in.
You are the reason I am so down on myself
You are the reason that I make myself look presentable each morning.
In case you change your mind, I’m always here. I always agree
With the crippling blows you take to my self-esteem.
And I arrive up to you, you mock and I fire
At will, my rage is self-explanatory, self-desecrating and only you receive.
One day, we will give up pretending and I shall take it too far, like I always do.
You give me the bait, I snatch and run and tear it to shreds.
You stand there with a smirk and I spit it out and overstep the mark without the offer.
I say you’re vain; you say I’m contrary and on the days where you give me fuel
To feed this fire, I shall confess, I am a little.
And I arrive up you, you grin in response
The wounds have healed, we have shared those secret silent apologises.
They never part our lips but we can see them anytime. In our heads, where my restricted thoughts are hidden.
You are oblivious, I still live in hope
You are enlightened, I still live in hope.
Now we are drifting, as though it is the same, and I am just waiting for the next time. It shows
With the way I hover with my love-sick eyes and a head of dreams in a place called Foolish.
And I arrive up to you; you just stand there and stare (at her)
All I can feel is this awful conflagration in my heart that shatters the faith.
It smothers itself across my eyes, it skips backwards in slow-motion-I shake but it doesn’t cease.
I am jealous, you are listening.
I am in agony, you are ignoring.
This invisible divide that has scorched its way down all of my emotions for you has parted us. We are no more
I can promise you, our remaining friendship has come under the axe of your plight and we’re all dead now.
And I arrive up to you; I don’t know how much more of this I am able to take
I don’t know where I stand with you; you slip and falter underneath me and I stare on.
Must we carry on like this; must we carry on this charade, this tiresome fight, this endless battle against each other?
We continue along this road, we are both used and blind.
We don’t fight fair; we are mystified where we stand.
Here we go again, this struggle against each other, so pointless and complex yet it happens all the time. I don’t know
Just how I should feel about you, after the eternal changing of our relationship, I don’t know how I should feel about you now.
The red we all see is my own blood, I only believe the lie.
The dismay you feel for me is only tripled by my pathetic heart and I turn it in.
You are the reason I am so down on myself
You are the reason that I make myself look presentable each morning.
In case you change your mind, I’m always here. I always agree
With the crippling blows you take to my self-esteem.
And I arrive up to you, you mock and I fire
At will, my rage is self-explanatory, self-desecrating and only you receive.
One day, we will give up pretending and I shall take it too far, like I always do.
You give me the bait, I snatch and run and tear it to shreds.
You stand there with a smirk and I spit it out and overstep the mark without the offer.
I say you’re vain; you say I’m contrary and on the days where you give me fuel
To feed this fire, I shall confess, I am a little.
And I arrive up you, you grin in response
The wounds have healed, we have shared those secret silent apologises.
They never part our lips but we can see them anytime. In our heads, where my restricted thoughts are hidden.
You are oblivious, I still live in hope
You are enlightened, I still live in hope.
Now we are drifting, as though it is the same, and I am just waiting for the next time. It shows
With the way I hover with my love-sick eyes and a head of dreams in a place called Foolish.
And I arrive up to you; you just stand there and stare (at her)
All I can feel is this awful conflagration in my heart that shatters the faith.
It smothers itself across my eyes, it skips backwards in slow-motion-I shake but it doesn’t cease.
I am jealous, you are listening.
I am in agony, you are ignoring.
This invisible divide that has scorched its way down all of my emotions for you has parted us. We are no more
I can promise you, our remaining friendship has come under the axe of your plight and we’re all dead now.
And I arrive up to you; I don’t know how much more of this I am able to take
I don’t know where I stand with you; you slip and falter underneath me and I stare on.
Must we carry on like this; must we carry on this charade, this tiresome fight, this endless battle against each other?
We continue along this road, we are both used and blind.
We don’t fight fair; we are mystified where we stand.
Here we go again, this struggle against each other, so pointless and complex yet it happens all the time. I don’t know
Just how I should feel about you, after the eternal changing of our relationship, I don’t know how I should feel about you now.