I don't want to miss a minute of this
laying on park benches, the exits are broken
stagnant don't miss this useless diving
you said you'd always be there
when the nights come to a close
but where were you when I was bleeding?
or maybe I just couldn't tell you from anyone
common life has come to money
bitter years grow better
your words were cut like silk
celibacy comes at a high price
we live through our fantasies
in the eyes of the drowning
I find true happiness
in the eys of the damned
I find contentment
but the wounded let us know their pain
another wasted smile.

I'm not getting a consistent theme from it. Maybe another reading later will give me insight.

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realizing you're better off without ______

it's more of a lyric about learning to deal with what you're given.