Theres No Cure for Being Blind
Anger and balance
Composure and grace
You standing next to me was not a mistake

But being so lonely
That surely is
When I'm all alone and i'm crying in bed

Baby you know that you're killing me
When you say things that surely aren't true
Lying about yourself is surely not the way

Because we both know this was bound to fail

Even if you don't see it yet