if you can't stand to look a little deeper
you don't deserve to stand by me.

you're the only person i know that says my name in texts.
the only person that says my name at all, really.
in the end, it's the least meaningful thing that you say,
and that's really saying something.

we need to practice shutting the hell up and calming the hell down.
either way, it's still gonna be hell, no matter what we do.
but you have to admit, it's the prettiest hell you've ever seen.

my prince has died trying to slay my dragons,
dragons that keep me up at night.
his head is at my feet and his sword is in my hand.
instead of living in a world in need of a savior,
i suppose it is time for me to save myself.

i'm on my knees like it's a sunday
but
you look like heaven and hurt like hell.
guess we're close enough.

you keep asking me "what's the move"
when all i'm trying to do is make moves on you

i down the whole bottle before the sun's in the sky.
the way i live is the way that i lie.
i'm fighting the lows by staying high.
but its better if you never know why.