Silently Slow-Dancing

Funny are the people driving by Who aren't stopping to say "hi" Nevermind, I think it'd be more "Goodbye" They should apologize for not taking the time To make sure a stranger is feeling alright I'm standing on a cliff, good god, I'm not alright I feel it's time I lunge into the sea Because this decision could only be made by me I'm Slow-Dancing Silently With a girl who's about to own my soul He kiss will start her owning me Her kiss is pushing me to stroll Downward, falling, through an aisle, Where thoughts of loved ones haunt my smile And has exiled me into a sociopathic tendencies They tried their best, gave it all, and went the extra mile To harass me, hate me, and make me feel juvenile This is my story, this is a trial that will inevitably become a mistrial Because there's nothing you can do to make my demons reconcile