We've entered into a limbo
On no other accord but our own
See—the only way to enter
Is to take part in a love badly scorned
The delicate act of playing pretend
Is quite idyllic to some
The naïve play aloof in a dream
Magic, until it too, succumbs

But us

Our love slipped through the cracks
The very ones we once avoided
Because to know what love can be
Makes the demise to be avoided