I'm not an obsessive freak
All you see is your own peak
The breaker of bad news
I gave your mind a bruise
Like your yellow bicycle
I will ride away
Haven't seen your face
Without that hint of grace
I will dig up old ruins
I will fight your inner demons
I will forgive your thousand treasons
But still ignore warning beacons
Finally loose my way
To all the things you say
"Natural oversight"
Suffocating candlelights
I think will make a path
And use forgotten math
Cause all we ever were
Was just our september past
Always more than friends
Is this really how it ends
Don't know what i want anymore