Should I walk these confined lines and
give you thanks that I‘m alive.
I tell myself that I don‘t need your comfort
and please don‘t tell me that it‘s time to figure out
my reasons why, I haven‘t found a solid lie to hold myself to you.
Another complication, another obligation.
This time we have no imaginary ties to break.
This time we have no excuses left to make
and the floor boards break the silence and
the tv closes eye lids. This time the room grows cold.
This time they break me, these tears you cry.
They make me forget why I play this game alone
and "after all" is taking and "after all" is breaking.
Don‘t say I didn‘t have my reasons to pack up all my feelings,
to try and find a falling star. Don‘t say I "after all"
is between lines on countless tries and
I don‘t know why I waste my time with emptiness.
For your happiness don‘t say I..