Still searching for something that I know will never happen
You're latching onto me with memories of the past tense
I'm trying to find something to help
So I can give you what I can't give myself
And I've fallen behind
Watching this life pass me by
The things you do always rouse my suspicions
But I'm still afraid of my own superstitions
I've built myself a personal hell
To do for you what I can't do for myself