"We fill our lives with empty memories
We've had enough, we've had enough
We risked it all, did it mean anything?
I'm giving up, I'm giving up

It started with hatred
You left me here departed
Distorted, we played it
But am I gonna save it?

Pick up the pieces before you let this go

Faded in, faded out
The feeling's gone, it's like we're enemies
Checking in, checking out
We're strangers now but I don't believe that
Love was made to break
No I don't believe that love was made to break

We rise and fall with our misery
I built the wall, I built the wall
A siren's call that brought you here to me
We lost control, we lost control

So when this comes crashing
And we are losing chances
Won't see it in our eyes
Til it's too late to fix this

Pick up the pieces before we let this go

Faded in, faded out
The feeling's gone, it's like we're enemies
Checking in, checking out
We're strangers now but I don't believe that
Love was made to break
No I don't believe that love was made to break

It seems we live for a fight
But I can't feel it tonight
So now I'm living so numb
But I feel terrified

Cause I am losing my mind
Trying to make it alright
Trying to see this all through
To the other side
To the other side
To the other side

Whoa oh oh oh

Fading in, fading out
The feeling's gone, it's like we're enemies
Checking in, checking out
We're strangers now but I don't believe

Faded in, faded out
The feeling's gone, it's like we're enemies
Checking in, checking out
We're strangers now but I don't believe that
Love was made to break
No I don't believe that love was made to break"

Do you ever hear a song that fits so sickeningly perfect that you just have to fucking sit back and think of how in the ever loving fuck you messed up so terribly.
Faded in. Faded out.
Feelings gone, it's like we're enemies
Self explanatory, really.
That's how it went.
Constantly checking in, constantly checking out.
Checking up.
Strange, stranger
How we knew the others head like the back of our hands
Couldn't bring myself to full on admit that I missed you because I was supposed to be over your company.
I'm surprised that you would even answer me
Strange, stranger how you've hardly changed in the best way.
I want to keep you.
I don't want you to go away on me again.
Truth is I've forked off pieces of myself to you and I'm hardly complete without
I haven't learnt to live incomplete as of yet, so truthfully I must admit that I need you.
Strange, stranger
Isn't it?