It's Not

Just go back to sleep. Your voice is killing me. I strain to block it out,
but the sound is growing now. Don't say another word. My focus,
undeterred, will shelter me from what you have to say.

Things are breaking. It's happening all the time.
We tell ourselves again, again, again, again, again,
that things are fine.

Why are you even here? You've made it more than clear that I'm a waste of time
you can't get back. Well, GET OUT OF MY BED. We will forget the things we did,
and pretend we never knew each other much at all. Oh no...

Things are breaking. It's happening all the time.
We tell ourselves again, again, again, again, again,
that things are fine.

I know it's easier to say that things won't change, but oh no, we know they will.
And I think it's time to suck it up and say our goodbyes because I know you didn't try.

I've got a lot of things to say...but you wouldn't listen anyway.
I've got a lot of things to say...but you wouldn't listen anyway.

Oh, things are breaking. It's happening all the time.
(I've got a lot of things to say...but you wouldn't listen anyway.)
We tell ourselves again, again, again, again, again,
that things are fine.
(I've got a lot of things to say...but you wouldn't listen anyway.)
Oh, things are breaking. It's happening all the time.
(I've got a lot of things to say...but you wouldn't listen anyway.)
We tell ourselves again, again, again, again, again,
that things are fine.
(I've got a lot of things to say...but you wouldn't listen anyway.)

Oh no, but is it fine? No, it's not fine.
No, no, no, it's not fine. No, it's not fine.
It's not.