I cannot frame, that's why I lose control
I aim, I stumble and I fall
Our adaptation can't be faithful
Your world does not attract me

This is the end you see
There is no more [bad word] in me
As if you would deserve it
You are my enemy

I can't ignore the way you make me bleed
I hate when you throw my thoughts against the wall
Got to wake up and make a stand
The desperation forces another mistake

I count again
I know who to blame
My life in vain
Who said I was sane?

Follow your instinct
It usually takes you home
Don't let these words tear you down

You see me hanging
By the end of the rope
I tell you...

Slow I go
And the wait seems to be over
All that I know
Is that my life has [bad word] such a waste for you

I blame [bad word]  sadly all too often
I dive into the day without your sympathy
I tend to try but lack the focus
 [bad word] a distant memory 

What once was is quickly forgotten
All wrapped up inside
Delete all resemblance
I feel your relief