an obvious display
of feelings that have dissipated
and i don't have a clue where to start
you wouldn't let me near you
so i settled for the fear that you'd be
happy with me six feet in the ground
i will crash when your mood defeats me
circle of trash swirls around beneath me
i feel paralyzed most every time you come around to meet me
stuck in a place that i don't remember
was it sunday or last november
i feel paralyzed most every time you come around to meet me
emotions vaporize
they disappear before my eyes
i wish for things that sadly have come true
so if i tried to make it right
and if i found my appetite
i'd eat away at all the pain i seem to bring to you