You're so slick with that sarcastic slew or phrases like, "I thought you knew," while keeping me in hot persuit.

The pressure's off now, so I'm back on th ground. Too bad, I kinda liked it in the clouds with you.

The closer I get to feeling, the further I am from feeling alright.

I know it's nothing but lies, they sound so sincere; I find them too hard to hate.

So take everything and leave me scrambling. Leave me reaching for something that wasn't there in the first place.

And all the lonely night, and all the crushing scenes, and all the pointless fights, someone tell me what this means, Someone tell me why hearts break. I'm giving up on happy endings.

In all this time, the bottom line is that you just don't know how much I feel.

Just when I started to open up to you, you made me realie why I shut the world out.

Remind me, if you will, exactly what we're fighting for.

I thought of us, hard to talk these days. Did we change, or were we strangers all along?