(Un)even

Dear God, why is our love so uneven?

I love you more when you love me less

I'd buy a ticket to any address

If you ask me to come, I'll have already left

It's whiplash

You say you love me more when I love you less

You tell me to stay, I'll turn around I'll come back

We fucking tug a rope into habitual stress

But out of everyone else to me you're still it

And I'm barely breathing

God, why is our love so uneven, uneven?

And I keep on reaching

Oh God, why is our love so uneven, uneven?

It's for the best I guess

That I'm your second best

Because whoever's in first, fuck, do feel for her

Your paralysis is just getting worse

You accelerate in reverse

And I know that it hurts

It's whiplash (God, why?)

It's whiplash (God, why?)

You accelerate in reverse

And I know that it hurts

It's whiplash (God, why?)

And I'm barely breathing

God why is our love so uneven, uneven?

And I keep on reaching

Oh God why is our love so uneven, uneven?

You lie to my face and say

You're capable of reciprocating

So why does it feel 20-80?

I'm not complaining I'm just irritated

You lie to my face and say

You're capable of reciprocating

So why does it feel 20-80?

I'm not complaining I'm just irritated

And I'm barely breathing (you lie to my face and say)

God why is our love so uneven, uneven?

And I keep on reaching (you lie to my face and say)

Oh God why is our love so uneven, uneven, yeah?