Decompression Period

Here today gone today

Hurry up and wait

I'm never there for you or me

Can't you read the story of our lives

Death to me and life for you

Something isnt right

And I need some space to

Clear my head to think about

My life

And I can't be alone

I just need some space

To clear my head to think about my life

With or without you

We fight it out

We work it out

Give me some time to unwind

I must confess

I'm falling apart

Breaking your heart

Crying with you on the phone

Were walking on thin ice

I hope it doesn't break

Mile by mile were farther apart

And its one empty bottle

And two broken hearts

Night after night we are falling apart

Now its two broken bottles

And four empty hearts

Decompression

Depression period