Why Can't We Believe We Can't Be Loved?

if we can come in from the cold

then we can heal ourselves from what is told

change the ways still staying sane

dear friend i'm blessed to know

this chance is getting old

(and it goes to show)

"if someone will ever harm you..."

-or at least it's easy to lean on nice lines

"could kill to keep us side by side"

seems like someone should have died

saved you once

saved me twice

spending like having nine lives

between the precious times

survival lost its price

and now all that's right is left behind

what's left shall be denied

and we couldn't come in from the frost

apart in safe

in safe and lost

where's the friend i used to know?

"never let down, never let go"

and so on

(so hard trying to act like an adult

'though that's the last thing on earth

i'd ever manage to be. now either of us,

none of the things once so ideal for

the both of us. never quite reached

them, but at least used to talk.

and still trying to act not caring

in an empty kitchen)