what that was

my halo's corroded and withering away
and your eyes are accusing
your voice sounds of dismay
when you question me

I'll slip behind your back and whisper in your ear
I'll tell you everything that's true
and not a thing you want to hear

I feel like every word betrays
and I feel like every night
I'm running away from every day

I wondered how I could be that way but right now
I'd give anything to numb this fucking imaginary pain
there's nothing wrong at all
but there must be something wrong with me
I can't pretend to be okay
when I'm so scared of absolutely nothing.

cry until it hurts to open your eyes
and if you're too fucked up to know what's going on
maybe that's the problem
not high enough to ignore it all
so let's just fuck it up some more

              and if you call it predictable
                  that's fine with me
            as long as you realize what I do
                     I never lose.

I hope you love your friends
but we both know they're not enough in the end
and I can say right now just how this will end.
you should know by now just why this will end.