Temperamental;

A facet of my imagination

Like the condensation on my window pane

I'll watch our pictures fade like it was always meant to be this way

I can see our friendship slipping away

Down a route that's impossible take

Looks like you already noticed

And I know it's probably my abrasive personality

But I couldn't even care less, in all honesty

I'm a pendulum, and I'm swinging between the thoughts in my head, and the lies that we have fabricated

Stand aside, and watch me cut my way through the rope that holds us tight

Before it breaks under this unrelenting tension

Every empty sentence that you speak is as crooked as my grinding teeth

And I couldn't even begin to think of how to break this cycle

I'll spend every second of every day just trying to find another way

And I bet it hurts to hear me say that I can't wait to see this day

I'll always see you for what you are:

Another broken memory, another retributive scar

Now I hear it echo in the chambers of my head

A resounding reminder of the words you never said

Go on call me pessimistic, but you know I'm just realistic