"Doom" lyrics

You can't point it out, it's as vague as a rising moon
Whispering, fading through
You can act out scenes, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
All My Sons, Sweet Bird of Youth

What's nebulous? What's in the grave?
No one's thinking about us, babe
If you can sway the illusion that you crave

You could cross the line, you tell it like it is
And you'll suffocate every sight that's rife
With a jet-black, big sky, emptiest night
I won't call you, I won't lie, and I know I will be just fine
You can cloak a sigh, but I'm all out of breath, saying my goodbyes

We may fall back into fiction, know I always do
Make stale of me, no one's immune
I'm an anecdote you hopelessly consume
No love lost, no love doomed
And it's a mess, you begged me not
To leave this sentimental rot
I'm casual, I'm not crying or asking for a lot

You could cross the line, you tell it like it is
And you'll suffocate every sight that's rife
With a jet-black, big sky, emptiest night
I won't call you, I won't lie, and I know I will be just fine
You can cloak a sigh, but I'm all out of breath, saying my goodbyes