The doorway shuts on number two,
and I must have sworn a thousand times
never to go back.
Never.
Never.
It's not good for me,
but now we're gonna see,
we've rearranged
I wish you were I stranger I could
disengage.
These feelings are futile,
I don't want you,
I want what we had.
But I hate it,
looking to the future
I'm drowning in you
just go away
or be there.
So now I must confess
I have a problem to address;
I'm losing you
and it's effortless.
