reaching forward, falling towards it

only to have it tumble from my fumbling hands

i'm scratched, i'm bruised, i'm hurting and bleeding

and all everyone can do is watch me slowly fade away

crumbling heart, spilling eyes, an ache in the gaping hole

there's a ghost town in my chest and it's cob-webbed

with every piece of memory full of dust

with every smile cracked and broken

i crash and burn only to turn to ashes and do it all over again

there's no end in site and no beginning to be nostalgic about

i'm waiting and i'm breaking and i can't hear you anymore

you've left me nothing but this watch for what, time?

to remember how long it's been since i've looked at you

to remember you before your escape from the world

to remind me you won't be here for those important times

to remind me that you're memories are held a golden chain

i'm failing to realize where this helps me later in life

i'm not understanding how this can be good for me

i can't figure out where my life begins

i can't figure out where yours ends

and i'll disintegrate by the wayside, holding your momento

clutching my heart like it's going to burst from my chest

waiting, hoping, urging you to come back and fix everything

begging you to fix me...

because that's what you did best