Where Can I Stab Myself In The Ears

i guess i could have sent a letter from the road with words that always meant more than updates on the phone the signal is fading fast and the ink is running out the words look good in pen, but sound better from my mouth please hold me tightly, i dont care if i can breathe tonight forget these lungs, their jealousy im burning out, but i cant leave this all behind behind your back, talking like knives and i can hardly breathe sharpen your tonuge the rest of your life, like i cannot believe anything that you say... so youre the fire and im the water i am the balance and you are the color i wont forget you when were not together this is the ending, heres my surrender