Birds could fall from the sky.
Planes could crash and the earth could break.
But It wouldn't matter to you or me.
Bloody rivers and human parasites,
We're not safe but you've created a place consciously.
That it wouldn't matter to you or me.
But what happens if you leave?
If, doubt was a person it would be it.
If I could love another I can't see myself with.
The language we chose to speak, is what is causing our hearts to leak.
I cannot fight the Ifs and buts,
I can only show you the way I feel about us.