The skies are a rare shade of gray
The flowers are wilting
My soul is fading
And I've come to the conclusion...
That I don't want to live another day

The water is no longer blue
My heart is no longer whole
My thoughts are scattered about
And I've come to the conclusion...
That this is all because of you

My chest aches
My lungs are weak
My heart refuses to beat
And I’ve come to the conclusion…
That I’ve been infected with our mistakes

I am unable to see
I’ve fogged the glass with my breath
Infatuation clouds my judgement
And I’ve come to the conclusion…
That it was never you… Only me