set aside my loneliness
I’m backing down
so far from home and fading now
from the uselessness that seems to stray
so far away from the fantasy

you still take yourself
apart because you think you don’t
know what you want
but could it be
you don’t want anything?

ambition fades in a sea of time lost to regret
and I swear I never saw your face
the same way twice
but could it be
I can’t see anything?