Sometimes consequences get the best of both of us
Doesn’t mean it wasn’t worth the fuss
You like strategies and slipping through the cracks
Just to leave a lover in h-is tracks
Still you’d stop at nothing, to be endlessly attacked
~Chorus~
What if I w-anted
If I w-anted
If I w-anted you
(Y-ou)
You’re all indigent and painting me in red
M-aybe it’s the vessels in my head
‘Cause we’re so worried that these words will never rest
Just because they’re frozen in y-our breath
Still you’d stop at nothing, to defend them to the death
~Chorus~
(Y-ou)
You see faces of me everywhere you turn
Still you say there’s nothing left to burn
But nothing burns when
Aspirations are all bound to be in vain
The differences always stay the same
The more we reinvent ourselves, the less we seem to change
