DON'T MISS - MORE THAN WE ARE

You were the girl of my dreams when you lived in my head
But I could never love you in a literal sense
Never lovers; we were nothing more than intimate friends
I guess that this is where our history ends
Make me turn bitter, resent you
In truth I'm missing every minute we spent
Replaying every issue in a booth where sinners repent
Replaying reprises and interludes
And different beats and different tunes
To every love song to never be written again
Damn

Intimate friends
Never let us be more than we are
Intimate friends
Never let us be more than we are

Can I blame you for shedding every layer outgrown?
Can you blame me for hating to see your face on my phone?
You were my perfect fairy tale when we were kids, but we grown
Operating on borrowed time and I was late on the loan
We were supposed to grow a garden you were plucking the roses
And I over watered the soil I guess we reap what we sow
Maybe that's the reason that this winter's particularly cold
It's always sunny where you are but where I'm living it snows, you know?

Intimate friends
Never let us be more than we are
Intimate friends
Never let us be more than we are

Perhaps I'm better off to let 'em off
The remnants of our renaissance
In emptiness I reminisce
From bitter thoughts to better thoughts
The pages of our memoir are wading in the reservoir
A distant memory drifting off and fading like my favorite scar
The battle lost, a stalemate, and a stitch on my chest
Guess every flag surrenders purely when the lenses are red
You were the girl of my dreams when you lived in my head
I woke up halfway through the night it's time to get back in bed
Goodnight

What do love and breakfast have in common?
At the end of the day, they don't matter

Written by:
M. Davis

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