We're gonna make it through this, right?
we can put a stop to these endless nights
Of comparing selfish sides
Until we see the blazing light
Of the fire that burns in our throats
Oh wait that's the mourning light
Shining in through the window bright
Illuminating the stubborn golden gild we wrapped around ourselves tight
Tinted with twisted satisfaction and delight
Take a bite out of this sour apple
Let your teeth sink into it until you have my sight
Because we both screamed what we wanted
Until it didn't feel right
Until our lungs felt tight
And our hearts pulsated In our throats
The absence of each other
Left us raw with the insight
That Reminded us why we hold on so tight
At the end of it all
We just want to make things right