It hardly feels like a loss
less like regret
cut me a smile
the beauty is dead
jaded by routine
and now the laughter's gone
look in her eyes..
i can see she's lost.

speak the words I want to hear
only heard the words I used to feel
Hurts to be alone
I'm lonely with you
Bounded by, a shallow heart
Self-fed lies prevent us from a new start
all the while sacrificing parts of ourselves..
look away (look away)
continue you to hide
thin walls and glass ceilings provide no boundaries at all.

All commited to cyclic patterns repeating (over and over again)
the same tired outcome every time
setting your eye on the prize and finding out it's always
just a little bit less than what you could've hoped for