When did we start thinking 'bout the things that we could say?
When did we start feeling like our words got in the way?
When did endless laughter become silence in excess?
And how did something beautiful become an ugly mess?
What happened to the bond we thought nothing could ever break?
What happened to "I'm here for you"? Was every promise fake?
What happened to the hugs that came before every "goodbye"?
And how did something full of life so suddenly just die?
Where did our happiness go? Will it be back again?
Where are you when I need your shoulder every now and then?
Where do I run to now that I can't run to you?
And how did something colorful fade out to shades of blue?
Who are we now? We've changed. Can we ever go back?
Who are we now that we have both fallen off track?
Who are you, who am I in sleepless solitude?
And how did something comical become a tragic feud?
Why did everything become a cause for us to fight?
Why did I have to cry myself to sleep the other night?
Why did I use those words? Why did you respond that way?
And how did something made to last start easily to fray?
When did disaster strike? What caused all this debris?
Where are you? Who am I now? Do you still love me?
Why did we let hate in and not let love forgive?
And how do I go on now when, without you, I can't live?