My concept of love is left shattered.
A million pieces lie on your bedroom floor.
Next to your worn out sneakers and acoustic guitar
And the comforter our bodies lay entwined in.

Play another song in which you’re the victim.
You didn’t lose me, you pushed me away.
So stop singing these mistaken words.
Get the lyrics right next time.

There is no such thing as forever
For those afraid of Salvation.
And there is no such thing as love
For those who don’t really want it.

So stop believing this is how it should be.
Because nothing could be more wrong.
I'm alone and you're alone
Because you were too tired to make this work.

I miss making love
With your tv on in the background.
Trying to fall asleep with your loud snores.
And waking up to your morning breath.

And just waking up to you.

We were such gorgeous disasters
Tangled in our immaturity.
Never realizing the harm of our actions.

You were so confused and unguided.
And I loved you for it.
I still do.
Isn't that unfortunate?

So sing another song
This time mention how you didn't try.
Because if I have to be your mistake,
I want to be your best mistake
That you regret letting go of
One day.

So is this how selfish love always ends?
In a mess, on your bedroom floor.
I need to stop holding on
To what is gone.

Remember love, this is what you wanted.
Is this really what you wanted?
Sorry love, but when it comes to you and me
There is no such thing as closure.

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