condensation dripping down the glass,
glistening like teardrops from the past,
collect and project onto the silver-screen,
all the lies i wanted to believe.

replay the day infront of prying eyes,
watch me struggle, and try to survive,
fading away into silent dispare,
but you’ll never listen, you’ll never care.

I’ll choke in this bitte, carbon-monoxide haze,
and end the darkened, drawn out days,
tears will flood this frost-covered land,
because you never listened, never tried to understand.

condensation dripping from shattered glass,
drown me in teardrops from my past,
collect and project my life of lies,
broadcast it all to prying eyes,
because baby, it doesn’t matter,
i’m finished trying to survive.