With Similarities To Singularities (Sqwerty)

We were like when worlds collide,
Annihilated by the impact.
I could see it coming for miles,
But never a thought crossed my mind to react.
Now we’re like when stars collapse.
Explode into nothingness,
Fade to black.
Like the circles in your eyes, and
In them I see the event horizon.

(Chorus)
Whether you
weather me or not,
still we storm.
We are on a faster path.
So what comes after that
Is nearly over.

Within me,
Without you,
Will my soul
Wither
In the aftermath
Of my fit of happiness,
Clearly over?

And like when the planets align,
We were perfect in the disarray.
But only for a time, and so it passed.
Everything turns out that way.
Everything moves along its path.
Prediction is easy, just do the math.
You’ll see what we are with clarity.
A singularity, and

Whether you
Weather me or not,
Still we storm.
We are on
A faster path.
So what comes after that
Is nearly over.

Within me,
Without you,
Will my soul
Wither
In the aftermath
Of my bit of happiness,
Clearly over?

From what we create, a constellation aggregates.
Its outline traces the shape of my own private universe.
Be it physics or fate, we begin to separate.
The space between us expands, and the energy is dispersed.

You ever wish you could erase the past?
Sometimes just slow it down just to make it last
And in these relationships we all break our backs
Sometimes it’s really hard to grin and face the facts
So we both keep pushing like the same old same shit
We swallow pride even though it sucks to taste it
Face it, somehow we complicate this
And basically waste all this goodness and gracious?
It used to be faceless
It's got a name now
Now I understand
It’s all pain
How easily it seems to me that the scenery changes
I can’t believe it but you know that I gave it away
It’s a high price for the love and the hate
It’s my right to consider it waste
If I write my life
Nobody gon’ be filling your place
It’s been forever and it’s still a disgrace

We were like when stars are born.
All that matters begins to coalesce,
And heavier things are formed,
When all of the right elements acquiesce.
Now we’re like when stars collapse.
Explode into nothingness,
Fade to black.
Like the circles in my eyes, and
In them you’ll see the event horizon.

Whether you
Weather me or not,
Still we storm.
We are on
A faster path.
And what comes after that
Is nearly over.

Within me,
Without you,
Will my soul
Wither
In the aftermath
Of my bit of happiness,
Clearly over?