And I wonder all the time
Where do I draw the line?
Cause all you said and all you did,
Was only worth the disappointment I hid.
Yet I can't bring myself to part for too long—
Thus, I replay your song.
Weigh my next actions,
Decide to split my principles in fractions.
Then strut right into your text—
As if all you said and did was hallucination at best.
My guilty fetish whose price I pay
By sacrificing my dignity away,
Is what leads me to my conscience,
The agents who are never not in alliance.
I ask the angel is this really what love is?
The demon agrees so i ask where is the bliss?
Out of both not a sound makes an escape
But a silence this strong shatters my daze
I see I'm sat staring at our conversation
Justifying you out of desperation
While my heart still wonders all the time,
Where do I draw the line?
Mar 29
Mar 29, 2026 at 11:35 AM UTC
And I wonder all the time
Where do I draw the line?
Cause all you said and all you did,
Was only worth the disappointment I hid.
Yet I can't bring myself to part for too long—
Thus, I replay your song.
Weigh my next actions,
Decide to split my principles in fractions.
Then strut right into your text—
As if all you said and did was hallucination at best.
My guilty fetish whose price I pay
By sacrificing my dignity away,
Is what leads me to my conscience,
The agents who are never not in alliance.
I ask the angel is this really what love is?
The demon agrees so i ask where is the bliss?
Out of both not a sound makes an escape
But a silence this strong shatters my daze
I see I'm sat staring at our conversation
Justifying you out of desperation
While my heart still wonders all the time,
Where do I draw the line?
Is it unhealthy to let love consume you so much?
