wilted flowers

Forget how to talk in second person Learning I can't act by myself Cause every new drug I've tried I could never do it alone But with such a distance apart In time and in space I could never quite tell When I'm cold and when you're not Sometimes I feel that I'm Not fully compensated But then I realise I could never quite give back You should take the blame For every step I take Cause in a sense you're still an idol Not that I could ever tell you that Seeing but never seen Or at least that's how it feels I hope you know I tried If that means anything But every single step Is just a source of shame Now I'm running out of excuses I fear I'm running out of you