Just, just, just.
Someone tell me...

Please just let me go.
Drop me on this cold tile floor and watch me...

We're on top of the world,
but don't look down...

Tear stains on pillowcases
imprint themselves on my cheek...

I wish my mouth hadn't been the culprit.
I want to whisper I'm sorry...

I'm beginning to doubt your warmth.
i'm so afraid of losing you to similarity...

Tell me something I don't know.
I want it to eat up the hours...

Multi-colored shoelace losses;
addiction to bright lights and neon signs...

Everything is different now.
But everything is similar...

Touch me again,
hold me tighter...

Fluctuations of my regrets are wearing me down,
low down...

Every thing's falling down, and I avert my eyes
to keep it all in proportion...