A constant state of half awake Why can't I stay? I can't escape I hate myself for feeling nothing No matter what, I stray I go again and again And again and again and again But I can't stop myself But what's the point of all this suffering? Why do I starve? Is there comfort to be left in loss? Does it help to know That the end is just the end And that the distance has always been there? I'm just more aware of how close it is to here It's surrounding us when we lie together And it's there when I miss your calls I'm not myself I feel the change I'm falling down Fading away Why can't I stay? I can't escape I find myself Stuck You say it's easier down the road "I know" But what I'm working towards I'm building it alone Because we're the patient ones We wait, we wait, we waste, we waste But what's the point of deserving days That you'll never claim?