You can't, you can't forgive yourselfI don't blame youThere's times I can't tell who you are anymoreOr if I ever even knew youWhat exactly do you want to hear?Yeah, what exactly are we doing here?Your indecisionMakes a slow incisionCuts what little we have leftNo, it doesn't feel a thing like falling(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in and out the doorYou can't, you can't forgive yourselfI don't blame youThere's times when I can't see a way out or overThis hole you've dug us intoWhat exactly do you want from me?Who exactly did you want me to be?Your indecisionAll this endless frictionBurns what little we have leftNo, it doesn't feel a thing like falling(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)I can't feel a thing as I watch you(Move in and out the door)It doesn't feel a thing like falling(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in and out the doorOh, there is this part of me I bury, when the television's offI appreciate the details, that's where God goes to get lostI wanna fall back into all we used to representWash my filthy hands, wash my filthy handsLike fall... (like fall...)Like fall... (like fall...)It doesn't feel a thing like falling(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)I can't feel a thing as I watch you(Move in and out the door)It doesn't feel a thing like fallingFalling, fallingI can't feel a thing as I watch you move in and out the doorLike fall...Like fall...
