Strangers to Ourselves

Who would have thought you would've ended friendships with the people you've become?
Digging past the surface with nowhere left to be dug
Exchanges of shrugs, "I hope you understand", the words are numb
Through the what if's, maybes, and reruns

Tampered with the escape route
The lantern leads us into the dark
I'll burn out soon
It's getting too real, we need something to dilute
I've fallen short of the mark
I've fallen through
I've fallen through

(I guess we'll just have to ride this winter out)

You were sitting on the carpet looking at some old photos
I was looking at you looking at a picture of me
You forced a smile as tears hugged your cheeks
My bones were stone as you rolled up in grief
Bittersweet lips coated in wine and caffeine
"Do you remember when we were happy?"
"No, I don't"

I don't feel any closer to you
Find a reason not to leave
With my head on the ground under yours
It gets harder and harder to breathe
Skipping stones sinking
The loss of identity
There's no one left to police me anymore
I'm following the enemy

I don't feel any closer to you
Find a reason not to leave
With my head on the ground under yours
It gets harder and harder to breathe
Skipping stones sinking
The loss of identity
There's no one left to police me anymore
I'm following the enemy

I don't feel any closer to you
Find a reason not to leave
With my head on the ground under yours
It gets harder and harder to breathe
Skipping stones sinking
The loss of identity
There's no one left to police me anymore
I'm following the enemy