She Walks Away

She stands in place, I've been noticing a pattern
In the way she does her hair and the things that never mattered
But I'll keep my mouth closed and I'll do my best to stagger all these thoughts
I'll let them rot
And if I see her tonight, no it won't stop the thinking
But there's a special kind of life that keeps your heart beating
And a special kind of blood pumps through my mind and washes out my soul

And I don't know why I'm holding my breath when it'd be easier to drown
And I don't know why I build these things up, I should be tearing them down
And the more I turn away, the more I need to say
It's what I think, not what I feel
But one question remains because you know it's all the same: am I just hooked or is this real
She walks away

You turn away, I must have stammered something wrong
I'm so much more absurd than I'm appearing in this song
I'm more selfish than you know, and I'm a coward, and you know I'm far too gone
But lets move on
Because the moonlight on her face, and the way that she reacts
And the noises that she makes when she's consumed by some distraction
And I never could erase
The misconceptions leading up to this unfold
But you don't know

And I don't know why I'm holding my breath when it'd be easier to drown
I don't know why I build these things up, I should be tearing them down
But the more I turn away the more I need to say
It's what I think, not what I feel
And one question remains, because you know it's all the same: am I just hooked or is this real
She walks away

I say it way too much, but every time I speak you know the meaning's changed
I'm lost inside my fantasies, I'm lost inside my tragedy
And I feel I must apologize for being so deranged
I speak to you in lyrics that somebody else wrote
We've got our gods, we've got our monsters, and we're living out a trope
And I'll do my best to break free of the circle in my chest
Because it's leading me to nowhere
But are you with me? Cause honestly with you, nowhere is the best

And I don't know why I'm holding my breath when it'd be easier to drown
I don't know why I build these things up, I should be tearing them down
The more I turn away, the more I need to say
It's what I think not what I feel
But one question remains, because you know it's all the same: am I just hooked or is this real
She walks away