Why do I even love you like I do
carved out my heart without asking
when I'd have gifted it to you
now that you own most of my woes
and steal away the light from the dark
when shadows I seek
and pieces of loneliness to tear apart
the way to your home
isn't through those streets
you own a place
made of hurt within me
it's all you own and some more
didn't I say we could drown
in thirsty beds of dried out sea
now pick me up on your way back
or make this ground your grave
so now we can fly
in desires of our needs
smile for your soul that I'd never save
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