The Denouement, I Suppose...

I had a terrible feeling it wouldn't last The hours, the days, they pass Now I'm all in my head Over all of these things, all of these things, you said Moving so fast, in the blink of an eye Will this shit happen every single time? You don't care, you never did Don't know if it was even real I've written too many songs Why do I always get it wrong? Why do I always get it wrong? "I miss you"s stuck in my throat Did you even read what I wrote? Can you hear anything I say? Can you feel it all these miles away?