Love stuff. It's really not all that bad...
|I look at you like you molded the world.
You look at me just like you do every girl.
You have settled for less.While I have settled for more.
Who's keeping score?
We argue like all is lost while fail to see all of this
comes at a cost.
We use icy words and ignore one another for hours.
I take this time for myself in the shower...
There's no trust but somehow just enough lust.
To hold this together just enough to call it US.
We lay our heads yet another night.
He pretends there was never any hatred.
While I sit and hold my thoughts in tight.