Chuck

She complains
I don’t feel much like anything
She withers away
And yet I remain
Fixated on your entity

She asks if we can leave again
The vacancy in her face
The three of us escape
Sun our shade
I’d be okay if we died today

Why try to make a mess of all you're harboring inside?
The arsenal could sink
Here without your anchoring
The wayside
You'd better know I'll fall for now could we rewind?
Or even better yet
We could just fall asleep

And forget for now
How could you let me drown?
(you'll forget for now, you'll never hold this down, why so forgetful now?)
I guess I had my doubts

She complains
I don’t feel much like anything
She withers away
And yet I remain
Fixated on your entity

How could you let me drown?