my whole world inside a shoeboxnnthe sacred place i shield my dreamsnnold letters and a couple photographsnnfractures of an idealized used-to-benni'll hide this disappointment somewhere i won't dare to gonnwhere poison comes to wash awaynnall those feelings we'll never get to knownnexplore the meanings of goodbyesnnand that all real things come to an endnnis it worth trying to bring back to lifennthe story we've killed slowly?nnnni try so hard to understand your doubtsnnthe ones that crash down my heartnnit's alright, i knownnthose same doubts might also be tearing you apartnni will believe that you'll never forget what i meant to younnthat you won't ever see me as no one, someonennsomething to forgetnnnnthe town with all our landmarksnnis stormed by a parade of sympathynntake the road back to black and whitennand find a place where the stars have disappearednnto break the ilussion i once thoughtnnwe could call future plansnnno last dance, just silencennand promises of a life never livednndid we get lost, get numb, get tirednnof all that once seemed magic?nnis it worth trying to bring back you and i, againnnthe way we once were?nnnnit's alright, it's alrightnnit's going to tear you apart