I'm detached, I feel it all slip away. I let you fall right through the cracks. I see the sorrow take another day. I hear your cries for help echo from the back of my mind. Theres nothing inside. I dreamed that I died, I woke up and lied and I told you I dreamed about us getting married. There's ghosts in the floorboards I know that its scary. So detached your face is mangled. I let you fall right through the cracks. As our arms and legs become tangled, I hear your cries for help echo from the back of this lonely apartment complex. Maybe we'd have had lives of our own. I keep flashing back to when our lives were tangled and your body was my home. All at once, I heard you breathe out and I waited patiently for a gasp. Fingers tangled like yarn won't help us now, when our bodies are fragile like the glass in that lonely apartment complex, (I count down, and I'm so sorry) we begin to shatter at the words. Muffled little eulogies. Oh my god, we will never learn. I'm so sorry I let you down again. I know i promised to give you all I can. But things are changing and I'm so afraid of everything. And when you walk home alone, I follow you half way. No I don't think I'm a hero. I'm just always so afraid.