Why does it seem like I’m treading on ice?
It could all come crashing down yet the feeling’s so nice
Each time I come back is another relapse
The high is so great but just ends in collapse
The pain isn’t caused by the places you’ve been
The pain that’s the worst is the kind from within
Wonder, regret, all the memories shared
The thoughts in my head that my soul cannot bear
Why can’t we divert our desires of heart?
All that we’ve done is tear each other apart
When will we change?
When will we learn?
Or will we keep fueling
This fire’s everlasting burn?
I don’t understand
Why its so hard to move on
I keep forcing my hand
When it should instead be withdrawn
What will it take?
When will it end?
I guess we’ll keep trying
Its not real; its pretend