If meditation is failing me
I often blow up and get vertigo
If I try and you never receive
I'm flying low beneath my reputation
Forgiving you for it cost me dearly
I'll lie because you ask me to
Even though it may upset you
So that it doesn't lose the tension
Maybe the story got away from me
When the thrill passes for you
My imagination is drying up
I went too far, I put my heart in
I'll carry on while you decide
In the dead hours against the wall
A shot of dissatisfaction grazed me
In the end you made it like a movie
So that it doesn't lose the tension
Maybe the story got away from me
When the thrill passes for you
When the thrill passes for you