out of sight and out of mind. or, I wasn't expecting it to be this lonely.

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears

Everyone knows I'm in over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last