Everything is such a blur, it didn't come out right,
all of a sudden it's cold and we're slowly falling apart.
I never been a fan of long goodbyes,
I'm at the finishline and you're just way too far behind.
Now, it's like a fairy tale without a happy ending,
but then again maybe we are just pretending?
Why does it have to be so unfair?
Tell me that you care.