Could we possibly fade apart any quicker?
I see you've forgotten about me once again,
I thought I changed you?
Or am I just a letter in your wrotten book?
Your five chapters in mine,
I never thought I would care for someone who didn't care back,
I'm just your fallback plan,
Good luck finding me,
I'm already hidden,
In this pitch black room,
Wishing for a light,
A light to guide me through this pain and betwail,
I need a torch,
not a match,
I need a book,
not a page,
I need a lifetime,
But our commitments are so pathetic,
We run in opposite directions as soon as a match is struck,
Running into a wall at full speed,
And then finding eachother on accident in that pitch black room,
Just giude me to the door,
We could run to the other end of the world,
But i know we would find eachother again,
Just to run blind all over again,