A Better Euphemism, Still

One step forward and four steps back You're hoping for another heart attack To add a little color to your day If there's anything you ever need Is a warning that we never heed But I do believe I planned it out this way Oh, the lights, I know Are growing dim And it's easier to sink Than swim When the stones are sewn in place And your hands are bound You'll drown You'll drown Were we made to wreck Or built to spill Or a better euphemism, still To quantify the reasons that we run Was there ever hope for me in this A fatal flaw A stolen kiss This grand charade These seasons in the sun Oh, the lights, I know Are growing dim And it's easier to sink Than swim When the stones are sewn in place And your hands are bound You'll drown You'll drown You'll drown You'll Fight for it Tell me again how I Fight for it Tell me again how I Fight for it Tell me again how I've lost I've lost My mind