Thought we’re safe but we’re dangling

I want something but i don't know what. seems to me that everything around me makes sense just because you're around. It's funny how things can turn out the way you planed, and still, disappoint you. And now I'm scared, of it all, of you and i wanna go home, please let me be the one who leaves first. Running, flying, dangling until i'm gone. Still don't know what I want, but still want something like that.. you've gotta scream now, because nothing lasts.