I have been making bad decisions I have been pulling it all apart Gilding consequence with fate again It's my myopic art I have been making bad decisions I've been hiding them from my friends I break things with impressive precision And I'm not trying to make amends It's the way that we talk If we talk It's the way that we speak If we speak at all It's the way that we talk I am weary of your beauty I have cast my net too wide Stretched my ligaments thin again To hold up half your sky It's the way that we talk If we talk at all It's in the way that we speak We don't speak anymore It's the way we don't talk It's the way we don't talk We don't talk at all It's in the way we don't speak We don't speak anymore It's the way we can't talk Do not try Do not seek to find me Small glories are all I have left Do not cry For I am beyond you now Do not try Do not seek to find me (Do not seek to find me) Small glories are all (They are all I have left) I have left Do not cry (Oh, do not cry) For I am beyond you now (I am beyond you now)