Falling feels like flying
Until you hit the ground
Laughing sounds a lot like crying
In certain backgrounds
I can tell you about pleasure
It doesn't last forever
Hell, it hardly even lasts at all
It's just the pride before the fall
I think of your brown hair
And of your pretty smile
I see you everywhere
Though I haven't seen you in while
There was a time I'd think of you
And stop the thing I'm about to do
Take a breath, pick up the phone, give you a call
But these days I just can't say no
I'm finding ways to find new lows
I'm chasing the pride before the fall
This addiction's killing me
But what hurts most is having to see
The way I'm hurting me is hurting you
When I was with you I was so high
That for a while I thought I was flying
But falling's the only thing I know how to do
Stare up at the ceiling
Or look down at the floor
It don't make a difference
These walls don't talk anymore
These walls don't talk but the neighbors do
They ask me what happened to you
I just smile and retreat into my front hall
They bring me food in hopes that I might tell
But I won't speak of my living hell
I guess that's the pride before the fall
This addiction's killing me
But what hurts most is having to see
The way I'm hurting me is hurting you
When I was with you I was so high
That for a while I felt I was flying
But falling's the only thing I know how to do
So I'll cry but I won't call
Try not to think of you at all
Keep building up these walls
That's the pride before the fall