dying int和subtlety

I can see your breath
in the window
written I'm sorry
You're fogging up friendship
I don't want to say it back
Do you need this stress
or a symbol
I don't know probably
The fate of my conscience
Never thought much of that
It could be easier
to drive you back
Like I'm Jason Statham
Do I know
how to keep it all intact
No
I think I'm 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 don't you just cut some slack
Like peaches apple pie
or strawberry cream
It's like you haven 't
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 couldn't 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 I'm 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 don't you just cut some slack