Drifting apart like two sheets of ice, my love
Frozen hearts growing colder with time
There’s no heat from our mouths
Please take me back to when I was yours
And we were in flames, I needed I needed you
To run through my veins, like disease
And now we are strange, strangers
And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.
And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one,
‘Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I’m forever missing him.
Two feet standing on a principle
Two hands longing for each other’s warmth
Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats
Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to go
It’s spiraling down
Biting words like a wolf howling
Hate is spitting out each other’s mouths
But we’re still sleeping like we’re lovers
Still with feet touching
Still with eyes meeting
Still our hands match
Still with hearts beating