why don t you hang these steps upside down we ll walk backwards and feel the blood drain to our heads while your creeping away why don t we pull the punches back and perhaps rebuild those severed ties when i felt you destroyed everything i knew i felt ever so slowly becoming you where has my heart gone and where has my faith gone and why am i still here hating every breath you take where has my heart gone and where has my faith gone and why am i still here hating every breath you take every step you take and every move you make and just wishing that you d take your fucking last breath toward expiration i can t even make myself out in the fog you are the swamp you are the sand beneath my feet pulling me down i have no face for your name your roots never went any further down i felt them writhe in the cellars of my mind rotted through right where they fell yet here i am the wasted pulp of what you are where has my heart gone and where has my faith gone and why am i still here hating every breath you take every step you take and every move you make and just wishing that you d take your fucking last breath toward expiration but at least if i fall i can say we failed together sure to be the only thing we ever shared cause you were never there and i m yet to feel like i m even here if i sink into the swamp that is misery at least i know you ll drown with me as well