Solipsism Songtext

You are patient now with our unspoken agreements, and my inability to hold on to anything. I'm breaking our bonds, temptations beyond sentiment, absorbing everything while we consistently flow inconsistent and out of reach. At night you sit and talk to God, did he ever respond? You've got a million dollar frame with nothing to display. I really hope he'd understand or know the struggles of a man. It's in my blood it wasn't planned. I realize that sex is not synonymous with love, but in retrospect it's the only proof that i'm not numb.