This Ain't A Warning

I just can't get my life straight, everything's in a downward spiral and as we get nearer to our crashing point, I begin to notice that we are falling at an increasing rate, spinning, screaming, crying. I have one constant to fall back on and that's you, and even now, my destructive tendencies are wearing on us all. I'm trying to detach myself from those who are wearing me down, but it's so damn difficult because they are the one's that have been with me the longest, the one's who swore to keep constant. They're gone now and I feel a little better, but then again, I haven't come into contact with them yet, haven't seen their public reaction, how badly this will all go for me. Supposedly, it's always my fault. I just have to keep moving on. Please, move on with me, you're the only one left and I'm not ready to lose you.