Did you see the barren peaks
Did you see the searing heat
Did you see the birdless cage
That you have become?

Did you see servitude
Did you see the shoulder length hair
That lent all its radiance
To somebody else?

You stormed out of who you were
To follow her
Those moments you could not hold
Still held you
Your pretense, your nightingale
You can't unveil what you are

Did you bear your innocence
As sorely as I did my guilt
Did you ever forgive yourself
For shedding that pain?

Did you love her honestly
Did you love her approximately
Saying “oh what a privilege
To feel incomplete”?
So what's this for?

You stormed out of who you were
To follow her
Those moments you could not hold
Still held you
Your conscience, your nightingale
You can't exhale yourself

If I’ve held out
For you holding me sinfully
Was that sinful of me?

And if you want me
To waste all your precious time
You can waste all of mine

And I won’t lie
Any more than you ask me to
I’m just asking for you

And I’ll be fine
If we never wake up from this
If we never wake up from this