My wings are smoothed out I am crashing flying to get to you Flying home bound by the weatherman’s voice Saying it’ll be smooth sailing No sign of failing My heartbeat is failing Favoring ailing over being without you
Don’t smooth me out Keep me rough So you can get a good grip on me So I don’t lose my grip on reality Stay with me I am crashing Stay with me It’s smooth sailing to say we’re just good friends No repremends
Unleast until my heart gives out .
You can’t say a word to them, because then there would be consequences. But I am a time bomb, waiting for when this lack of talking on your end blows up on mine.