Cellar doors open, all others shut behind

Basement corner stacked so high

Filled with trinkets from my failures

I don't even try to sort out

Every weekend spent, we did our best

It's in the details, every expense

It wasn't perfect but was it worth it in the end

Cellar doors open, all others shut behind

Basement corner stacked so high

Filled with trinkets from my failures

I don't even try to sort out

And I can't explain it, I'm a moth drawn to the light

I'm having a hard time letting the past die

I never thought it'd be this difficult to say goodbye

I can't explain it

A ticking timebomb

Tear down the paneling from the walls

It's so hard to walk away when

I don't care enough to stay at all