I built this life for you to keep
Only to bury it three feet deep
I'm a superhero without powers
Left to stare at empty hands
I've never been a friend to you
Did this start to fall apart
With lies and shallow promises?
When did this start to feel so dull?
Both in your room the other night
Instead of giving in, we fight
I'm smoking on your windowsill
Blowing smoke into the rain
It's raining flames inside your room
I didn't want to say this
So I left a note