What you have isn't what I need, so I'll forget about your every waking moment. Do you even remember the way things used to be? Cause you're so far gone, I don't know what you mean to me anymore.
Would you like to prove me wrong once again? Because it's not how it seems, and this isn't how it's been. Our perspectives are achieved from opinions that we see. True colors start to shine through when I see the prism pouring out of you.
I stay level when you're not, and you know I'm all you've got. When you're wondering, 'Is this rock bottom?'