I can't remember the last time I looked someone in the eye.
Keeping myself in suspense.
Well I've long since sold my soul to a ghost of where I've been.
I've long since grown to know the consequences of this life I choose to live.
But isn't it obvious?
I understand your intent, and where you're going with all of this.
(where are you going with all of this?)
I understand you're afraid of letting go
and that everyone deserves a place to call their home.
But isn't it obvious that it secretly brings you relief
to hear all these terrible things about me?
So I said to myself
"When was the last time that we spoke?
There's a train wreck ahead, and at this rate you'll never avoid it".
Then it came just as clear as day:
I desire what will destroy me in the end.
But isn't it obvious that it secretly brings you relief
to hear all these terrible things about me?