All I see are skeletons of what could have been

The conversation comes to a standstill
You still wonder why
In one ear and out the other every time
You still wonder why
The room begins to fill with guests
Delusions of romance diluted by nonsense
Licking their lips in suspense
Waiting on the rest of their lives

Lust is all that is left
The gold and white seams
Soft skin and soft eyes
The gold and white seams

Hunger with regrets and sin
But ascension has begun
Wrung out by the hands of a familiar feel
I need someone that will do more than listen
Help me face the things I can't by myself
I'm the first to show up every time and always the last to leave

Drifting off with no warning
You still wonder why
Staring out at nothing
You still wonder why
The party's over
Don't even try asking why
Everyone needs to leave
Don't even try asking why
All I see are skeletons
All I see are skeletons
All I see are skeletons
All I see are skeletons of what could have been

All I see are skeletons
All I see are skeletons

And I find myself alone like I always do
Looking for love in the wrong places will do that to you
Looking for comfort from things that are as empty as yourself
Will do that to you again and again
I need someone that will do more than listen
Help me face the things I can't by myself
I'm the first one to show up every time and always the last to leave