All of This (Stripped)

I can't begin to Explain How we disassemble The parts and frame Maybe it's the same late morning? The same no-show? "It's the same fucking habits..." I guess we don't know All of this is tearing us apart I don't know where us or this start 'Cause all of this is tearing us apart I don't know where us or this Start If there's anyone near when we collide We throw them in the middle They can pick sides As the plans turn into compromise The promises all turn to lies The spite builds up and I can't get through Passive me, aggressive you I know I nag, I moan I know But with a plan like this it's way too slow In the time it took to get this bad I could've made this work but all I had Was the hope that pieces would take shape And we could watch them all fall into place Fall into place Fall into place Fall into place Fall into place All of this is tearing us apart I don't know where us or this start 'Cause all of this is tearing us apart I don't know where us or this Start