The Ten Percent Solution

It's going down. Seems like it all runs out of shape.
Saw you there. Why cant you be like you used to.
Not a word, those empty eyes keep looking down.
Can you hear the sound, drowns the present, brings the past again.
Is it worth the pain. Is it worth the ache that keeps comming.
Just to lie here without the urge to make things real again.
It's going down. Well at least I feel something now.
Saw you there. As cold as you are I wish i were.
Take your time, take mine, take whatever there's left of it.
This doesn't matter now. This is the last you'll ever hear of it.