I've told myself to not give in to you
And I've told myself I can't afford to lose
But here we are again Looking, wishing for some truth

I told myself I didn't need you, but that's a lie
I’m a pantomime when you start to tantalize
It’s hard to analyze your absence makes me agonize
I feel alive when I stare in your phantom eyes
The only feat is to try to shake the hands of time
Before my wall of life became vandalized
I remember all those times that I needed you
Blinded by beauty made it hard to see the truth
And if I'm PO'ed I really can't read the cues
Failed then maybe now I can succeed with you
If I proceed to view you again can you change
Back to the same dame that left me in sane
Not this deranged untamed hoe after pain
I feel strange whenever I shed some tears
I didn't lose you I deliberately ran in fear
All I can think about is finding how to have you here

I've told myself to not give in to you
And I've told myself I can't afford to lose
But here we are again Looking, wishing for some truth

I told myself to hate you but that's hard to do
Hard to see the light when I crave the dark in you
My hearts confused weeping as it parts in two
The art infused me to speak the hardest truths
I miss dancing to the silent music
Miss traveling with you to hide the bruises
Miss holding your hand when I feel useless
Just come back and make everything lucid
I don't care that you're my addiction
Unauthorized love prescription
My first real life contradiction
I'm wishing me and you can go somewhere distant
Away from the hate and the lames
Where no one ever knows our real names
Until then ill be sitting here patiently
Wait and see I know you'll fill my vacancy
I've told myself to not give in to you
And I've told myself I can't afford to lose
But here we are again Looking, wishing for some truth

And I told myself not to give in to you
As I begin to view I get more into you
The inner you I feel so miniscule
Trying to feel the win but the breeze whispers he gone lose
Heartbreak is part of the procedure
A moral seizure from a mortal speaker
I feel eager to feel ya but it’s hard to please ya
When you expect me to be Caesar
The first minute of solitude is so long
I wrote this whole song thinking you might hold on
To the memories of how love should be
Not what it could be, you never understood me
Stuck at home was my greatest escape
Writing poetry was the way I felt safe
I was ok with eternity in hells gates
All I wanted was to have you as a cellmate

I've told myself to not give in to you
And I've told myself I can't afford to lose
But here we are again Looking, wishing for some truth