they still share the room but they don't talk much
the TV is on but they don't watch much
and it still hurts when she smiles
at his jokes that go on for miles
and what brought this down could turn it around
keep your head low and don't make a sound
familiar contempt for a love that's unkempt
just so you know,i'm not breaking ground
on anything new
i can't be without you
her favorite disease is fake depression
she's got a lifelong addiction to regression
and the gears that turn in his head
grind to a halt on the things she says
without you, there's a hole in the sun
and love's over before it's begun
i'll fight for you until the end of my days
and i'll live with your scars on my face