Stockholm Syndrome

This is the first (thing I remember)

Now it's the last (thing left on my mind)

Afraid of the dark (do you hear me whisper)

An empty heart (replaced with paranoia)

Where do we go (life's temporary)

After we're gone (like new years resolutions)

Why is this hard (do you recognize me)

I know I'm wrong (but I can't help believing)

I'm so lost

I'm barely here

I wish I could explain myself

But words escape me

It's too late

To save me

You're too late

You're too late

You're cold with disappointment

While I'm drowning in the next room

The last contagious victim of this plague between us

I'm sick with apprehension

I'm crippled from exhaustion

And I dread the moment when you finally come to kill me