You'll be the death of me at the rate we're going.
Just running through the motions, never took the time to know me.
We're almost at the end, but why's it feel like we never started?
Well we've departed.
And I'm not asking much,
We're far too far away to figure out on our own
As we've grown in and out of ourselves
These photos fade away on my shelf.

Enough's enough.
I'm sick of all these tensions,
You never pay attention to what matters most.
You've lose your point of view,
You won't view what's in front of you.
But I'm used to what you do.

I can't keep my thoughts away from you anymore.
Because everything you ask for never pays off for me
Based on what I've seen and who you've come to be.
You've made me worry one too many nights,
On what I felt was right.
Second guessing every word I write.

How could you let it get to this point?
I never thought it'd get to this point.
Never thought I'd grow in and out of myself.
You've grown in and out of yourself.

I'm running on empty.