I never knew I would be back here again.
suffocating in this guilty pain...especially not with you, yet I’m here again;
like a bad déjà-vu, a scratch that won’t let the record play through...
So I end up back here again, guilty ‘cuz I helped cause this pain. Playing devil’s advocate, I guess I deserve what I get…Perhaps its part of my fate…or am I the one mingling with your fate. Either way, it’s a disturbing trait that plagues our relationship. Its got a hole in it, this 'ship, we’re sinking, and we're gonna die if we remain on it...you have to realise when to quit ...
I can only hold on to you for so long…we’re sinking, and I don’t want to drown, so I’m leaving…is that so wrong? If you won’t leave too, what more can I do…if I stay I’ll know I’ll be back here again...again.
its driving me insane!!
i feel like i'm stuck in a bad déjà-vu
stuck on a sinking ship handcuffed to you!