Same Kids

When we first met your hands were shattered and mine could hardly feel a thing

But with sticks, wood and string we tried to mend what was once thought so

Broken windows, broken doors, and the nights we spent on bathroom floors

Helped us to realize there was substance to those years we looked to leave behind

Because we were left behind

We were idle landlines

Flowing through ghost cities like veins

That couldn't keep these hearts alive

Always return to walk away

We lost the nerve, we lost our faith

Hanging up these paintings of young love

On the walls we built together, alone

We were kids caught stealing something we both knew we'd never need

But if we'd listened to those lessons we would have never saw each other in the way our fingers bleed

But can we really

Say that we wished things turned out differently

Because if all our dreams came true

There would have been nothing left to fix

I think what kept us up at night is what drew both of us in

We were kids looking for something that came with clarity in dreams

If we spent less time with our eyes closed we would have seen we've got all that we need