He Died Among Dreams

The Saddest Landscape

she said i hate to hear you talk about yourself like 
that, (it's all so delicate. it's always so delicate.) 
but i can't be the one to save you, i can't be the one to 
save you from yourself, and are you even aware of how you 
see yourself always looking for a new way to show how 
scared you are, a new name for this sickness. so dry 
those tears all you want, but we knew it would end like 
this, but don't think i didn't notice you gave everything 
you had even though you knew it would never be enough, it 
would never be enough. that's when she held me and said 
you've got the cutest cheekbones built up strong from 
catching a lifetime of tears. it won't be the same 
without you. the thought of you giving up - broken and 
lonely - tears me up inside. so let's take the glamour 
out of depression because the pill bottles while your 
heart is getting harder to lift and you can't stay sad 
all the time, can you? can you? it won't be the same 
without you.