Goodbye.
That's all.

Surrounded by a bunch of fake friends, claiming
"We don't talk like we used to anymore,"
Passing blame like cigarettes,
And stifling the urge to choke:

Strong men. Even the sponge of our lungs is hardened
Stainless steel because no broken promises
Are gonna mar the way we breathe,
**** panic attacks; just contain it 'til we implode

Volcanoes collapsing in on themselves,
Chests crumbling, collapsing, converted into ash
Blood turned lava, thick like the way we all used to be
(Thick as thieves, thick as thieves)

And hot as the temper that erupts in me
Every time you fog my head with morphine,
Numb the pain your lies have caused me
Have me lie back and swallow down pills

Am I supposed to just take what you've given me
And ignore what you've taken from me?
Thick as thieves, thick as thieves:
Why'd you steal from me?

you break your own heart every day,
like drills shattering concrete, hoping
one day the moss and weeds
that grow in between
will somehow blossom into flowers

i love you
          i'm sorry
                    i don't know what i did

We don't talk much anymore;
It's like a rift grew between us
Not overly large, but significant
Enough to make me feel cautious
About trying to bridge the gap.

Last time, you were angry with me
For trying to speak to you after so long
And I guess you made me nervous;
Every time I try to lay a brick,
I fall off the foundations of a bridge
Too weak to support all this anxiety

But how was I supposed to talk to you again
Without starting up a conversation?

That's why we're here, now―or maybe
It's all in my head. Who knows?
I don't know; I just feel it, this abyss
You're on the other side and I'm torn
Between looking to you and looking down

So maybe we're still best friends
Or maybe you think I'm a total ****
And honestly, I really was just busy
And sometimes just too depressed
And sometimes just too exhausted
But it's not like you made an effort either

I know we're still friends;
Maybe I'm projecting, maybe I'm paranoid
But I feel like you're angry with me
Or disappointed―not sure which'd be worse.

I still love you even if now you only like me.
Tell me I'm wrong; tell me I'm an idiot
Tell me we're as tight as we were two months ago
Or is it three now? You know I'm **** with time

Tell me I'm wrong.
It'll be the first time in my life where admitting it would be beautiful.