No longer fine

no words inside my head. so here are borrowed ones. goodbye, farewell, drama and all, toss in a few blahs and half-assed tries, nights of crying, mornings of anxious waiting, obsessive dreams. people make me feel alive when i'm around them, right now i'm not alive.

It's about time that I came clean with you...no longer fine. I'm no longer running smooth. I thought I found myself onto something new, just one more line I repeat over and over again 'til I'm blue in the face with choking regret.
It's about time you got sick of me, no longer fun and so far from interesting. I thought that I found me a cure for feeling old, just one more line to keep me sleeping loudly and cold in disgrace with a shameful regret.
Can't say I blamed you one bit when you kept it all inside when you left that night. Somehow we lost our heads for the last time and all that followed fell like mercury to hell.