You put on your clothes and you kiss me
Pour out a miniature whiskey
Look through the glass at the city
When it gets dark, it’s so pretty
We fell in love very quick
Something about us just clicked
Maybe we’re sick?
Sick in our hearts
You touch me and I fall apart
The building is filling with smoke
Read me that poem you wrote
It gives me hope, and it makes me choke
I’ve got my head in your palms
I stare at the scars on your arms
Don’t let me go
I won’t let you go
I lay on the bed where you’re lying
You’re filming yourself and you’re crying
Do you ever dream that you’re flying?
In the wind with the leaves that are dying?
We had to grow up so quick
Killing the world in a click
Maybe we’re sick —
Sick in our bones
You smile and look down at your phone
The city is filling with smoke
You look out the window and joke
“If I just jumped, do you think I would Float?”
Can you hear me scream?!
I look at the world and I cannot breathe
The forest is filling with fire
Turn off the TV, I’m tired
I don’t want to know
The skies are aglow
They’re taking your body away
And hopelessly, all I can say is
Don’t let me go
I won’t let you go
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