the panic is so common
sometimes it feels comforting
until i realize
i should probably be scared of that

smoking was your favourite habit
and darling , you were mine
but the difference was
you were smoking to die
and i was loving you
to feel alive

She tells me i deserve the happiness of a thousand suns
but i don't even believe I deserve the love of one

I've been in the dark for so long
the only light i have found is in pretty girls
who could shine enough light to grow flowers
in the darkest of places

I don't know if this will ever get through to her
but she has become one of them

A streetlight on the highway
A billboard in New York

She could light up my darkest of nights

But what happens when the power goes out?

You are my addiction
and i don't care if loving you kills me one day
i'll be laying in that hospital bed
on my last few breaths
thanking you for your time

she is my sun and she is my symphony
i am but a petal in her garden
i want to be a rose