Saw a picture of how life could be
She'd be next to me and I'd be him
Saw them smiling, saw them laugh at me
I know reality will always be grim
Read my diary, read my thoughts on you
Every breath I drew was with good intent
Saw my failure but what could I do?
Every word was true but now they're all spent
And these days it's getting harder
To remember all those things about you
This room is getting colder
Our lies are growing bolder
These days, these days
Make a movie of the tragedy
Is it blasphemy to say I was right?
I will try to defy gravity
But I'm falling free tonight
'Cause these days it's getting harder
To remember all those things about you
This room is getting colder
Our lies are growing bolder
These days, these days |