we were justlooking for what couldinstead of what waswhat should beinstead of how it was

He said he liked my rhythm. I said I liked his heartbeat, and it was within that moment I knew our corners would never meet.

Did the flames thrive and my eyes speak truth? Was my fire not enough for you?

I pop, I break, I love and I crave,but when push comes to shove,we’re done.