Slipping Away

I'm not who you thought you knew I'm not the picture framed in your room Not the story you were sold But it's still true I'm dropping out of view Tethered to my bed With no alternatives I can feel you slipping away slipping away slipping away I can feel you slipping away slipping away slipping away And I can't tell anymore if you want me or not And I can't tell anymore whether I give a fuck Tethered to my bed With no alternatives I can feel you slipping away slipping away slipping away I can feel you slipping away slipping away slipping away And I can't tell anymore if you want me or not And I can't tell anymore whether I give a fuck I can hear us in every mediocre song And I can see us in every impulse I act on I can feel you slipping away slipping away slipping away I can feel you slipping away slipping away slipping away And I can't tell anymore if you want me or not And I can't tell anymore whether I give a fuck