I'm at the bottom of the ocean standing hopeless
showing signs
That if I had a bottle of your decisions I'd drink them up
and forget mine
I would let you break my bearing
Drag me down until I sink
You would  flood all of my airways
while you pushed me past the brink

And i'd allow it.

It's such a beautiful despair
The way you replace all my air
You soak up every living piece of me
and I concede without a care

Chained and locked away
there's no time left for desperate measure
I'm standing at the bottom of the ocean
Like your forgotten buried treasure.

I sit here miles away from my heart.
Typing and deleting, typing and deleting, these pointless words into this phone.
And for the first time in a long time I'm experiencing something new. A weight, this tiny little phone feels like a cinder block and as crazy as this sounds I think what I'm feeling is all this pain I'm causing you. At the edge of my fingertips, and this phone is you, it's the pain, it's my regret, it's the only thing I have to bring myself to you.

Too often do we fall in love off the rim of a bottle
Masking & Diluting the putrid tastes with something sweeter
Drinking each other in, more and more
Letting it consume us till finally
A sickness overwhelms
The memories turn to black and you get sick of the taste

i can clearly remember the day
i almost called you to say i was coming over
after crying on the phone with my now ex lover
i wanted to drive to the opposite side of town for you
get lost in you
but i was scared to fall into something i wasn't used to
to fall out of the rhythm of loving abusers
i was afraid you'd like me
and that i'd like you back
that we would become something more
then just you putting me back together
because thats all you were good for
i wanted to see you naked
but i couldn't tell if the lust i felt
was born in hate for someone else
i wanted to (make) love
but i was afraid to hurt you more
than i already had
i will always wonder
and i'll always be sorry

I can’t pop bottles in the club or make it rain on these hoes
I can’t fix the pain you’ve experienced
I can’t promise that what I give you is enough
But;
I can give you my time
I can give you my daydreams and my goodnights
I can give you my hands; you can have them to hold you, to write melodies of your indulgence at my fingertips
I can give you my lips, to trace the creases on your body, to speak love songs about your intellect
They will always remind you of your beauty and your importance
I can give you my company, to fill the space between the heartaches, and the congratulations
You will always know that you are my definition of beauty. you are always worth it. You are endlessly loved


I can’t give you the world.
But;
I can give you my world.