say that little thing that sets my veins on fire,
make my fingers tremble when our eyes meet,
wrap your hands around my darkness and set it free
don't chain yourself to my insecurities.

let my breathing be your favorite song
but don't let it be our song.
rip the air from my lungs,
but don't take my breath away.
(starts with an L, but we're no Celine Dion song)

we'll **** these butterflies and turn them into ice-cubes,
play my spine like a harp and watch me sing.
mold me like play-dough but don't make me something you like.
(i'll let you have a taste but i'm not your favorite flavor)

let's put our emotions on the shelf,
they only get in the way.

you can want me,
but you can't need me.

i wanted to tell you that i love you,
but my voice ran away
and my thoughts were too loud.

i wanted to tell you i miss you,
but the dryness in my throat clamped my mouth shut
and my eyes burned with memories of tattered promises.

i wanted to tell you nothing at all,
so i screamed at my fears
and wept forgotten pop songs.

i'm not afraid
to get on
the roller coaster,
i'm afraid
to get off.

your voice!
it's nothing, i just missed a few bars.
your neck!
it's nothing, just a few measley scars.
your heart!
it's nothing, just bad luck with wishing wells.
your brain!
it's nothing, i just lost a few too many cells.
your thoughts!
it's nothing, they're just a bit out of sight.
your life!
it's nothing, just  done with this fight.

i lost my courage
and you lost your memory
both can be symptoms of drugs or alcohol.

alcohol stole your memory after a night full of open doors
drugs gave me courage then stole it and replaced it with a heart wrenching feeling of distress.

we're victums of the want to feel better,
the desperate longing to escape our troubled minds.

you forgot
and i still have the memory.

yet i'm afraid you'll remember everything
and decide that
i'm not what you need or want
i'm not enough,
i'm too much
i'm too this, too that.

to stay in this in between of emotions
or to reveal the idea of a different outcome

you know i'm indecisive.

i don't like pictures of me
but i like pictures of us
and i love pictures of you.

i feel like i'm near the end of this game
and you had to restart.
so i'm stuck here waiting for you
so you'll be beside me once again.

you're glued to my thought process,
stapled to my dreams.
every song is about you
or about how we lost us.

we had it, i had it
the perfect moment
the precise time
but i swallowed my words
and you misplaced the moment.

words i never said,
words i wanted to say
are sewed to my tongue
with dark green thread.

remember, remember,
foreheads leaning, touching with meaning.
remember, remember,
feelings were mingling, stomachs were tingling.
remember, remember,
words unspoken, composures broken.
remember, remember,
it's okay, i want you, it's okay.