These constellations of hope and desire
coupled with an idle mind enquire:
Am I really that much different than him?
But then that door slams shut.

And i guess he used to be just like me
stuffed to the teeth with animosity
a sick sense of curiosity

and how far will he go if i push him?

But Im choking on these words
I swear I'll say them before tonight is done
I dont wanna feel this way forever
We're choking on these words together

And i guess he used to be just like me
stuffed to the teeth with animosity
a sick sense of curiosity

and how far will he go if i push him?

and i remember a song that made me cry
im all busted up and broken up inside