In The Field, Alone

So I'll fall into myself Asking for your help Leave me in the garden Of your wilted conscience All in my head, just nonsense Where's the correspondence You know It's damaging my health To watch you cut yourself Off of the connection Of my self-reflection Looking at my burns Goddamn, it hurts What the hell does it mean To be so far from my dream Overanalyzing your tone Falling simply And it's not what it seems To be sitting in this field, alone And You're screaming in my head Telling me I'm dead Notify your friends How we'll never make amends Not that I blame you From your point of view What the f*ck does it mean To be so far from my dream Overanalyzing your tone Falling swiftly And it's not what it seems to be sitting in this field, alone Oh, how I almost killed myself To keep you alive To flourish and strive To trust yourself But it's just a memory now Burning in the wind A garden to defend Why curse me With your doubt