Part Ii (motel Art) lyrics

This isn't what i hoped i'd have to say. it's nothing that you wantto hear. to say that nothing's changed would be understatingunderstatement. things change, times change- i remain the same, but(only) distantly familiar. is this the way it is or just the way i'velet it be? i lie, i cheat, i steal, i kill. if i could sleep, idream of having reasons to wake up. they lie, they cheat, they steal,they kill. and every night they fall asleep content. it's notdepression for depression's sake, or desperation for a song. this isevery day. this is all i know. so sick of days dreading the nights.so tired of fighting to keep off the lights. so sick of searching forwhat's going to make it right. and now you're sick of the same song?i'm sick of writing it. falling apart when nothing's wrong. i wish icould could write a line, a sentence, or a word that could pretend forlong enough to give you what you want. i wish i could write a line, asentence, or a word that could pretend for long enough to
tell me what i want.but there's no resolution here, i've learned better than to wish. there's no resolution here. there is only this