it’s hard to believe   i cannot exist without you   as hard as i’ve tried   i cannot confess completely   these words will lament you    and do sorts of likewise behavior   it’s just part of the curse   i’m just trying to stay alive      are you out there   are you listening at all   are you out there   are you listening   to anything i’ve said      it’s hard to admit   my weaknesses can consume me   i search for the cure   in the bottles of buried volumes   the joke of it is    i express myself without purpose   yet you devour my smallness   the madness to make believe      if i can pretend, i don’t depend   i can deny, deny, denial   yet when push comes to shove   and all the above   i decide to live the lie