Back on our first page
I used to write your name
On the back of my hand
And fear the ink would bleed
Through the cracks in my skin
And turn my blood black
It never gets easy
Looking back on things I should have said
Instead I keep writing all my words away
Why does it feel foreign
To read bitter words on paper?
Like the touch of fist to ink
Makes the words feel ruined
I swear there's something special
In knowing this won’t last forever
It only takes one match to burn away your history
No one will ever know
I can't remember
All the little talks that we used to have
If we left no trace
Of the words that we speak
Would it be so bad?
Love is so easy
When you don't spend all day on display
We used to be happy
Being on our own
Why does it feel foreign
To read bitter words on paper?
Like the touch at first, of page to ink
Makes the words feel ruined
I swear there’s something special
In knowing this won't last forever
It only takes one match to burn away your history
Long gone are the days of being lost
We burned all of the maps that led to us
Long gone are the days of being lost
We live to pave the trails so they find us
Why does it feel foreign
To read bitter words on paper?
Like the touch at first, of page to ink
Makes the words feel ruined
I swear there's something special
In knowing this won't last forever
It only takes one match to burn away your history