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?