In this bed, and in this room, I\'m facing a specific kind of doom
And my end is more clear, there\'s no light at the end of the tunnel
Just a promise that yes, I am going to lose myself in the darkness
And lose you in the love
And you\'re not here because of them
They isolate me, they trap me
So that when they do something that hurts me or makes me upset
i have no one to run to
Just endlessly trapped in my own mind
And this room, this room
Filled to the brink in tears and pain
And it\'s so obvious
That even though I\'m drowning in it I still remain
Steadily waiting and watching for someone to take this away
But I\'m here once again I\'m completely fucked up
Which is just my luck
Maybe it\'s time to just realize that I will always be fucking stuck