The world’s not so subjective
It’s just so critical
And we’re falling a part at the seams
When yesterday’s sins
Are tomorrow’s dreams
Running in never-ending circles
Pushed along with unbalanced chemicals
Skin stained with glorified imperfections
When the secrets tiptoe around your name
While the rain clouds are catching up
On our run for sunshine
Oh, what it means to be human

Who knew
That liquid courage
Can fill even the most secluded
With involuntary truths
Not remembered for days after
When the world blurs
And the rooms were spinning
When you and I were cruising
To mixed drinks and laughs
Too bad today we’ll pay
For the good times
Grinning through headaches
Knowing next weekend isn’t far away

Rainy mornings waking up with you
We have no plans, we have nothing to do
White holy angel with a devil grin
Asking when I want to start the sins
Telling me all the ways that you like it
Biting lips in silence, fighting to deny it
Out of all the chokers that you own
I’m just trying to be your favorite
Cause’ you’re the sunshine
And
I’m the hurricane
Tangled up in these sheets