Like ships in the night, you keep passing me by.
We’re just wasting time trying to prove who’s right.
And if it all goes crashing in the sea,
If its just you and me trying to find light.
And no, the feelings have not faded.
Youre still everywhere I go.
But I dont really mind.
Im sure it will fade.
Youre becoming an illusion.
Something I want, and see, but its not real.
We let real go on January 23rd.
Don’t do it. It’s not worth it right now. Because with live cones heartbreak. And that’s never what you want.