Lost Ground

Yeah okay
I understand what you're saying but
I don't believe you know what I'm getting at
I can't handle any of this
And I'm just so fucking done with it

And I
Am sick of this empty house
That is pulling me deeper down
Into everything I never wanted
Until I finally hit the ground
In a plume of long lost hope
Shattering memories that were once bright
So I really only beg to wonder
Will anyone care if I come home tonight?

I mean
Would you at least listen to me?
In this whole place there is just no space to breathe
I'll clear my head, continue painting my smile
So when shit comes crashing down again it's already dried

And now
I'm sick of this empty house
That is pulling me deeper down
Into everything I never wanted
Until I finally hit the ground
In a plume of long lost hope
Shattering memories that were once bright
So I really only beg to wonder
Will anyone care if I come

We're all afraid to fall
I was reaching for you
You didn't even bat an eye
When I was slipping you let go

I chose my strokes so carefully
You washed the paint away
So don't tell me
Cause I don't listen anyway

At least that's what you say