Now It's Falling Like Snow

Navigated past the point of logical thinking
Lost sight of the stars up above

Now my heart is a mess, murder scene in my chest
Not a clue how you got through the door
But I'm glad that you came, no regret and no shame
As I lie here dead on the floor

It was way too good to be...

Trying to be a good person was all I ever knew how to do.

But there's a difference between someone who's trying to be a good person, and someone who's a good person.

A good person is the desirable one. A person trying to be good is the pathetic, disillusioned one with a misguided desire for the good person.

And so, in the end, I'm still the one who ends up being alone.

The sad part is, I probably always will...