You're a light; a star.
You'd shout out and say there's nothing you have ever wanted more
And you know that we'll miss you when you're gone, but you're leaving without so much as goodbye or so long.
It doesn't matter if we think we're done- We'll lose out, blinded like we're staring at the sun.
But, thought constrictor, as we're losing ground we'll find out the farther up, the farther we'll come down
We'd love to find you, but we've been losing faith, just know that if we could, we would give anything at all.
Why don't you care? Why can't you breathe?
It's getting tighter and tighter.
You're a sin; a drug
You know now we need you much more than we'd ever before
When we find out we've been losing faith, we'll stumble but you know we'll miss you all the same.
Why don't you care? Why can't you breathe?
It's getting tighter and tighter.
Why won't you live and why can't you believe?
It's getting tighter and tighter.
If this was real I'm sure you wouldn't call it paradise- alone and lost with no one left to care, but it remains a possibility. If I arrive, would you reach down slowly and finally kiss me goodbye? I'm sure you would, it just seems to me that that will never be.
So I'll stay afloat in this sea of opinions without one to call my own. I'd swim for shore, but there's nothing there- outside, there's no one at all. So I'll reach out for the rope you left hanging and hope it'll lead me to ground; but oh no, the harder I pull, the tighter and tighter it goes. Yeah the farther I fall, the tighter and tighter it goes.