Wasted days and broken glass form a line across my floor, I'm sleeping through another class. Why don't I care anymore? I'm running out of time, borrowed, wasted, or lost. And you are on my mind, but at what cost? I lost a whole year, I'm not in control here like I am when I'm with you. I wont accept this, I know I'm reckless, but this is crazy. Do warning signs not phase me?
My worst semester was never better than the time I spent with you. I won't forget her, we failed together, as my absence paid its dues. We made it through the winter without a single shiver but our warmth was faked at best. We set fire to the cinders which died out with a whimper as our plans were laid to rest.
They all say this too will pass, it's fleeting and I'll learn. But still in every class I'm finding no reward. I'm not so sure of anything anymore.
My worst semester we worked together but it just wouldn't do. We failed the sever the nicest weather from what we knew was true, the work I didn't do. My worst semester we worked together but I couldn't follow through, and through the weather stormy eyes never faded far from blue.
My worst semester was never better than the time I spent with you.