I can't believe that you are for real. I don't care as long as you're mine.

 

   This is a new religion to me 

 I'm a VCR funeral, a dead memory waste 

Down the burning ropes. Past the places where the steal beams meet concrete skies. You make your bed under the moonlight. I think it's time we said goodbye.

You walked to the place where you felt the safest and did the things you felt were necessary. However you think that I left you, but I never did. I've been here all along, you just were too caught up in your habits to realize I was trying to protect you. Blame me, hate me, ignore me, I get it. But don't pretend that you don't need me. We need each other just the same.

Spirits are thick in the dusk gale. Where did her dreams go so dear? They're living one that's still here.