Not Really
Neither one of us will say it
Both of us are scared
Being alone is scary
And we both don't know where
To go in this bad memory
It becomes just that

It's been distant it's been tired
It's been like this for months
I'm pretty sure you hate me
Or at least you hate someone

I'm not myself around you
I'm lazy, I'm becoming not intact

But I'm pretty much worn out
So take your shot
Watch me lay there and take it
I'm not really sure if this is breaking up

I never understood your hobbies
You never liked mine
Your obsession with the stars
It always boggled my mind
On the off chance that they're real and you understand complexities like that
What you always thought funny
I always thought mean
Your psycho sense of humor
Was not for me
When I would say "I miss you"
You would say "I know, baby"

But I'm pretty much worn out
So take your shot
Watch me lay there and take it
I'm not really sure if this is breaking up