Writing with a heavy hand,
Nothing went the way we planned it.
Every small victory
Couldn't keep the tension buried.
You were the only one that could see through me
I'd take back everything that cut too deep.
Maybe you're right,
Ceilings were too high.
Forgot how to
Let me guard down.
And it's getting hard
Not to second guess
All the moves we made.
Can you tell I am lying
When you ask me
What it feels like to live in
A perfect dream?