INTRO:
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VERSE:
We talked up all night and still came to no conclusion
We started a fight that ended in silent confusion
And as we sat stuck you could hear the trash truck
Making its way through the neighborhood
Picking up the thrown out different from house to house
We get to decide what we think is no good
We're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary
And as for the truth it seems like we just pick a theory
The one that justifies our daily lives
And backs us with quiver and arrows
To protect openings cause when the warring begins
How quickly the wide open narrows
CHORUS:
Into the smallness of our deconstruction of love
We thought it was changing, but it never was
(like intro)
It's just the same as it ever was