this is we're falling in love taking our time. this is we're caught making love we're out of line.
this is, the happily-ever-after that was meant to be. this is, your dream of growing old but not with me.
this is the hot regret in your stomach this is the cold prison you've never wanted this is a daydream gone grey this is the cycle of pain you just can't escape this palace built on pleasant patience- aged well with genuine grace- underneath these wallpapers a smell of rot- an infiltrating sour scent of danger-
this is the crushed rock wall in my soul this is myself never to know why- since ignorance makes the best slaves- I will resist to change goodbye.