truth is, i would jump off a cliff if my friends did
not to follow aimlessly
but to save them
and if need be
i would jump first
so they would not have to.

I kissed a girl with a broken smile;
nothing could come near.
She carved it with a pocket knife;
slit from ear to ear.
And she wears it like her favourite scarf;
it keeps her from the cold.
So I told her its only woven by
her enemies of old.

You walked in,
And I could feel everything bursting through the door.
Emotions swirling around you to the point I think it spun me dizzy
But it woke me up,
And I was hoping I could just catch
A little bit of that wind
Comin' off you;
My grand tornado.

We cut when we’re not brave enough to die, just yet just yet