Staggering

"the lengths that we go to, to put so much distance between us is staggering


I’ll repeat it and repeat it until you believe it
you're gonna be okay, say it to me
the answer is still silence, I’ll take it as a maybe
I can't decide if I should knock down your door, or on it
say the word, and I’ll take an axe to your heart or a pin prick
cut right through the dark, let it spill out the contents
on our knees sorting through the remnants
pour out your hate in my hands, I’ll let em slip through my fingers
and this is for you, 
and this is for the times that we only listen long enough to know the other person we’re talking to has the same opinions we do
for when we’re burning inside, for when we’re trying to hide that fact"