You're not dead inside, but your heart no longer beats
It's a compromise, and it's always incomplete
I can see I'm on my own
I've burned out on things that always gave my comfort
And they're gone, they've gone away
Just like everything that touches me these days
It's not set in stone, but it's always out of reach
It's what you face alone, with your head under the sheets
I don't wanna spend another day waiting for nothing to change
Anyway, just turn and walk away