sorry dear but it appears that
we should part our ways
its getting clearer the end is near and
we got nothing left to say
there's no love here, nothing to hold dear
but we got everything we want
i should've left, a thousand times
but i am weak and so i stay
dimly lit, our spirit quits
the final frame burned in the screen
repeat til truth i love you too
and we forget we ever dreamed
night burning blue and no sound from you as
the tv burns our shadows in
too bored to screw as we fade from view and
our home will rot when winter thaws