maybe i need to stop making sense out of everything
like you saying i'm the only one in your heart
while you kiss every other girls that catch your eyes ever made any sense,
like me taking you back after all the knife you stabbed on my back ever made any sense,
like anything related to us ever made any sense,
like we ever made any sense

you say "i love you"
but i can hear your lies through the cracks in your voice
lights always find it's way through things that are broken
but this doesn't make me feel warm
it makes me feel cold
like a breeze is blowing through a hole in my chest
where my heart supposed to be
i see how your eyes wander
and how you won't meet my gaze anymore
i see how you don't love me
i'm not sure how to put us back together
when we're in this many pieces
but in complete honesty
i don't think i want to

when you said "i love you" was it a lie or a wish?

i slowly lose you
like the love we used to have

i slowly lose you
like the sanity i used to have

i slowly lose you
i had you by a thread

i slowly lose you
you've always had me by my neck

this will always be a sin
and you've never been good with confessions
every word i said is a punchline because
you're always laughing in the face of forgiveness
all i ever did was trying to fall in love
in a way that doesn't leave my fist through the wall

look,
if your dream girl is her
then sorry to bother you, sorry to stay for so long.
sorry i was the one door that wouldn't shut
sorry  i was the one street that didn't end,
sorry i ******* loved you enough to take whatever ******* you pulled,
sorry for the time you said "i only feel better when i'm with you",
sorry for telling you it was okay,
sorry for believing you were something gold not something dead inside.
sorry for the names i've called you and the times i've called you.

sorry for the poems i used to write about you when i felt desperate,
sorry for the times i opened up to you when you were screaming at me to stop,
sorry for thinking you could save me,
sorry for thinking i could save you.

so look,
if your dream girl is her
don't wake up from it.
i won't be here when you do.

so in love, you're so in love with him
you think he must be some kind of saint,
and angel sent from heaven who tucks you in at night

you think "this is fairy tale love",
this is "there will be ballads written after us" love,
this is "there's fire in the attic and flood in the basement but i don't care because i'm with you" love

and i guess that's the problem
this is unconditional in the way
that he doesn't even need to love you back
in the same way

but you still love him, anyway,
this is still fairy tale love,
it's just the kind that ends with sleeping beauty sleeping forever
because eventually the prince does sneak out the window
eventually he stops coming back
eventually he stops trying

   -*watch out for warning signs before you run out of road