Dying in the Subtlety

I can see your breath in the window written Im sorry
Youre fogging up friendship
I dont want to say it back
Do you need this stress or a symbol?
I dont know probably
The fate of my conscience
Never thought much of that
It could be easier to drive you back
Like Im Jason Statham
Do I know how to keep it all intact?
No
I think Im dying in the subtlety
Lying about the worst of me
I just want to stay on track
Crying like it hurts to be what we wanted initially
Why dont you just cut some slack ?
Like peaches, apple pie, or strawberry cream
Its like you havent tasted pain or suffering
To drive it home in words easily explained
Love is just a passion with a four-letter name
It could be easier to make you mad
Just need a little more pressure
Indecision couldnt make you crack
Like it was now or never
Would you pretend to see the pain I lack?
Just for the simple pleasure
Could make a movie out of the laughs we had
I think Im dying in the subtlety
Lying about the worst of me
I just want to stay on track
Crying like it hurts to be what we wanted initially
Why dont you just cut some slack?