It isn't love, but pain, that makes you brave. A secret wire you walk but still remain devoted. Quaking like we're old lovers. Aching in the dark. Wondering, who could be the one to melt your heart.
Far away and feeling sober,. I can keep you closer,. A static constant in my mind. Conscious cards are the table,. Our house is so unstable,. but I'm not leaving you behind.