so many words to tell you

when youre laying next to me

so many things to say

so many dreams to receive

when we're sleeping in our sin

so many things to run from

but ill

sleep through and

sleep next to you

hear you breathing

feel your beating

maybe dream of you

maybe dream of you

maybe dream of

so many ways to take you in

under my wing

so many things to become

so many ways to leave you

hanging in the wind

when everything is undone

but its

still early

i cant sleep

keep thinking of

what this is

supposed to mean

and its

too soon

what am i going to do

with you

what am i going to do

with me

what am i going to do

without you

what am i going to do

without that

piece of me?

and you said

this could be avoided

beautiful honesty

breathes life into trust

between you and me

so many ways to kill you

when youre sleeping next to me

so many ways to suffocate

is it too late

is it too late

for you and i?

trust is now a memory

your treacherous kiss

my last goodbye

its too late for you

its too late for you and me

its too late for now

im broken