Palpitations in Love

Icy Words & Burning Bridges

Why do your kind words come off as viscous indifference
Despite the aforementioned motive of the greater intentions
Icicles form around the sentences and make the message so frigid
The sun will never thaw them out only our burning bridges
So baby can you tell me what's really on your mind
Cause I'm listening to the melodies but all I'm hearing is cryin
Spinning sad soliloquies and surely slowly dyin
Day by day the mundane is the only sign
That life has gone on despite all the heinous crimes 
Blurring all the lines between the wrong and the right
Searching for the shards of us and squeezing the lime
Juice into the wounds and giving not a single suture
I'm bruised and battered baby
Yeah broken hearted and stupid
So I'll wear a fake face just to fucking get through it
Don't misconstrue it
I'm fine, fucking right as rain
Seems like every human life has got a whole lot of pain
Wether hidden behind eyes or breaking down in the open
We all know were fucking sad so why aren't we coping
Together that'd be better than just fucking smoking
Ourselves into a coma and finding a body to momentarily elope with
One night stands of half assed and empty hearted groping
Within ourselves we find the ugly truth not so soft spoken
Why the fuck am I still in love with you
Why the fuck do I even care
No I could never fuck with you
Cause you were never there
You left an empty loft inside my heart
pinned from wall to wall in your beautiful art
Perpetuating this notion that we can someday restart
When deep down I knew
So sad but true
It's just fallacy wreathed in fantasy
So what can I do