Saddest Landscape He Died Among Dreams
she said i hate to hear you talk about yourself like
that, (it's all so delicate. it's always so delicate.)
but i can't be the one to save you, i can't be the one to
save you from yourself, and are you even aware of how you
see yourself always looking for a new way to show how
scared you are, a new name for this sickness. so dry
those tears all you want, but we knew it would end like
this, but don't think i didn't notice you gave everything
you had even though you knew it would never be enough, it
would never be enough. that's when she held me and said
you've got the cutest cheekbones built up strong from
catching a lifetime of tears. it won't be the same
without you. the thought of you giving up - broken and
lonely - tears me up inside. so let's take the glamour
out of depression because the pill bottles while your
heart is getting harder to lift and you can't stay sad
all the time, can you? can you? it won't be the same
without you.
