The distance between us cycles
far and close
you won’t let me go sometimes, and i get restless

You taught me to love you, and that may have been a bad idea
or, i learned to love you, maybe another bad idea

the fall and collapse of empires
are what i see when we make plans

promises and intentions turned to dust

lies, manipulation, just to get out clean

we aren’t clean

you call me monster
and i am

but you taught me, and you know

salvation comes from love, and I only do that on Tuesdays