Broken

There's no need to say goodbye or tell me why I must die tonight
The river's whispering at my side despise the fresh blood on it rolling by
I lack the strength to give it up and I lack the sense of fight it back
I'm all trashed up, I'm alone at last, I know I ain't gonna make it through the night

Told you love to wreck it all, you did not stop 'till the job was done
But after slayed who we were before there's nothing worth to come back from
Wasn't though that long ago when I saw my best wasn't good enough
Ain't gonna mourn on what I've lost, I ain't myself anymore

I'll just pretend that I know that you ain't ready to go
You'll just pretend that you know that I ain't ready to go

The wind my love's such a broken thing that brings a straight reflection of the state I'm in
City lights shine beyond the hills like a steady pulse of its bourgeois dreams
Been three long weeks with no time to sleep, a half cooked meal or a decent drink
But the end is near, I feel it dear, can you see it coming straight to thee?

Cowardly you said to me, I'm half the man I used to be
Yet honestly, it's plain to see, I've never been much more than this
Could it be that suddenly you finally see what you meant to me
Tell me dear, is this for real or only a psycho would dream of it?

I'll just pretend that I know that you ain't ready to go
You'll just pretend that you know that I ain't ready to go
No, we ain't ready to go