You keep calling us the same kind of broken Like we were stitched from the same bad omen But I ain’t looking at you like a mirror to blame I’m looking at somebody begging the hurt for a name You wear chaos like it’s proof that you survived Like if the wound still bleeds then at least you’re alive And I get it — I really do But I don’t wanna sink just because you sink too Its true that love feels like a loaded gun Like everybody leaves once the damage is done But maybe every hand ain’t trying to take Maybe some people stay even when you shake I hear the way you talk about the ruin and flames Like destruction’s the only thing worthy of names If it hurts enough then it finally means something But pain ain’t holy just because it keeps coming And girl, I won’t lie — you scare me some nights That look in your eyes when you’re ready to fight Like you’d rather be hated than gently believed ‘Cause being held softly makes it harder to breathe You tell me to come closer, let you ruin me too But I spent half my life crawling out of that truth I know what it costs when the sadness gets fed When two cold hearts make home in each other’s head I don’t wanna love you like a slow suicide You don’t wanna confuse being consumed with being alive I want mornings that don’t taste like regret A touch that don’t feel like Russian roulette And maybe you think that makes me weak I should want smoke in my lungs when you speak But I see the girl underneath all the spite The one still washing mascara off late at night The one who got taught every soft thing breaks Who learned to expect abandonment, pain, and hate The one who keeps turning herself into ash Before somebody else gets the chance to do that So no — I won’t hand you the flame Won’t stand here romanticizing our pain If I stay beside you, it won’t be to drown It’ll be to drag both of us out not down And if you poison the air when you breathe Then breathe anyway — and breathe next to me Not as two wrecks glorifying the scars Just two damaged people trying to not go too far.
