i want time to cry. i want time to lie down. i want time 
to fall away from this. i want time to brood. i want time 
to be hopeful. i want time to try to get you back. but i 
don't want any time alive if it's gonna be like this. and 
now, your body is fictional in my mind. and nothing at 
glass box i've tried my best to fill with the only good 
things i can remember. i know you really don't think 
about me much anymore. but you're all i can put in my 
head. there is nowhere to go. i have all the time in the 
world. and it keeps me tied to you. so stop laughing at 
me.