You never meant it
When you said you're sorry
For the hurricane
And the waves that devoured
My every intuition and the thought
That made me see through you
Like all you were was a window
Windows lie.
They make the grass greener over there,
they make me happy for the sun.
The hard wood floors would talk to me
And the walls are falling around
The ground is shifting
And the glass is shattering
The shrapnel has pierced my eyes.
I'm bleeding droplets
And the rain's still coming down
The rivers surging
And I'm still here
Standing in front of the window
Standing in front of the illusion
That everything is how it should be
And nothing's out of place
I'm a hypocrite aren't I?
I'll stand in the downpour, I'm still strong
But I've lost it, my rock
And I'm sure I'll drown.
, i promise ill do it in the morning 
...)
