Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence,
As I fall out of love, this wasn't supposed to happen,
Not according to you.

Please don't allow your voice to fade,
Don't fall so weak to fault or blame,
To give yourself reason for an end.

Please don't allow your voice to fade,
Don't fall so weak to fault or blame,
To give yourself reason for an end.

We'd have our own subway car in the middle of the night,
I'd work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend,
As the graffiti scrolls by.

Please don't allow your voice to fade,
Don't fall so weak to fault for blame,
To give yourself reason for an end.

Please don't allow your voice to fade,
Don't fall so weak to fault for blame,
To give yourself reason for an end.

And at the end of your low,
You pin my shoulders against the mattress,
Arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward,
Your head tilting back with your mouth partially open,
The sounds slur and elevate slowly in volume,
When you wake up with your family gathered around,
Remember that our love was true,
And I will not allow you to destroy yourself, oh no.

And I hope that I'm not revealing too,
I hope that I'm not revealing too,
I hope that I'm not revealing too,
I hope that I'm not revealing too much, no too much.

We'd have our own subway car in the middle of the night,
I'd work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend,
As the graffiti scrolls by.