Throwing smoke
Cast the first stone
I stayed up
While you left home
How do I know
If this is worth keeping
Should I measure the tears we've cried
Against the arc of conversation?
One last kiss
One more cigarette
Abandon me
A dead soldier in your bed
Where did you go
Were you shown some revelation?
Should I remember the scene of the crime
Or lose it in translation?
You were my everything/I tell myself that this is just a bad dream
There is no love
No future in nostalgia
No blessing in brokenness
Only feelings to be guilty of
But I'm waiting for someone to prove me wrong
Closing wounds
Things we dispose
I'll steal your books
You'll bury my clothes
When did we end up
Playing in the dark?
Were we really tired of stalling
Or just afraid of false starts?
Revel in
This post-apocalypse
Undo the seams
Of two hearts' eclipse
You were my everything/I tell myself that this is just a bad dream
There is no love
No future in nostalgia
No blessing in brokenness
Only feelings to be guilty of
But I'm waiting for someone to prove me wrong
Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.
We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there.
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
We're setting fire to our insides for fun.
Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home,
It was a flood that wrecked this home.
You were my everything
There is no love
No future in nostalgia
No blessing in brokenness
Only feelings to be guilty of
But I'm waiting for someone to prove me wrong
But I'm waiting for someone to prove me wrong