Get out of Me

Tuesday and it's been two weeks
I think I've fallen ill
Last week I felt so liberated, I thought I was at peace
Those eyes no longer watch me, those eyes I cannot see
The horse-drawn carriage I expected just never came for me

And there's a void and there's a lack
And all these things I cannot have
I need to save me from myself
This longing sorrow has to end

A part of me wants to give in
A part of me knows that's insane
And since I cannot settle down
For less than I know I deserve

I'll make a truce with you
I will console you
And you cannot go back
Remember why you landed here

I'll make a truce with you
I will console you
And you cannot go back
Remember why you landed here

Two months of torture is much better than
Twenty years of being entrapped
In something like fake gold, I knew that it was wrong

The future seems so bleak right now
I'm so engulfed in this I can't see past
And it's the past that haunts me all the time
With the idea of what I used to like
And what I like right now is more defined
By my experience, by the things I want
Uncertain future is for all of us
There's nothing written in how we'll turn out

I'll make a truce with you
I will console you
And you cannot go back
Remember why you landed here

I'll make a truce with you
I will console you
And you cannot go back
Remember why you landed here