Shape of the window

The shape of the window is square
It runs through the back of my mind where I'm not aware
Is there anything that I'm missing?
To live in the moment is harder than it seems

I've been here around, I've seen this before
The man in the mirror, the corpse on the floor
Is there anything that I'm missing?
To be in the moment is harder than it seems

Bring the worst in me
You bring the worst in me
Bring the worst in me
You bring the worst in me