I've been wondering if you ever fixed the latch
On your bedroom door
Or if you just don't care anymore
Like if something else
Required so much more of you
And you never wanted it to
You're so afraid to lose
Are you keeping a light on
In your room?
Or is it far too late to assume
Some corpse we laid
In your bed (a tomb)
I now lack the strength to exhume
Too afraid to lose
Oh I'm afraid so afraid to lose
Oh you never had to act like you believed
So are you believing me?
Or just think I'm that naive?
The way you turn this into some empathetic scene
After all you've done to me
So no, I'm not sorry
No, I'm not sorry