What about the times that you ditched me?
What about your constant missing out, not being there?
You always overwhelmed me with your passion, with your glow
But it ended up a tragedy
Look at us now and you'll see we're just the same, just the same
Our bittersweet, sweet symphony sounds just the same, just the same
Cut me off, I'll cut you off, let's kill all that is left, let's start today!
You keep looking back, you dig in the remains
But there's nothing left but an open enfected sore
You still try to reach my hand, but it makes no difference
If I'll pull you up, you'll run away again