It's all crumbling, crumbling to the ground.
Nothing's the same, not anymore.
And you don't even know that you're killing me.Promises.
All of these promises you made are now broken.
Stupid lies, they just spill out of your lips.
You're stepping on me, breaking me intentionally.
I know.
You say you love me.
Lies.
Promises are not meant to be broken. Fake identity.
I hate it.