i guess i could have sent a letter from the road
with words that always meant more than updates on the phone
the signal is fading fast and the ink is running out

the words look good in pen, but sound better from my mouth

please hold me tightly, i dont care if i can breathe tonight

forget these lungs, their jealousy
im burning out, but i cant leave this all behind




behind your back, talking like knives and i can hardly breathe

sharpen your tonuge the rest of your life, like i cannot believe
anything that you say...


so youre the fire and im the water
i am the balance and you are the color
i wont forget you when were not together

this is the ending, heres my surrender