Consequences
We shroud ourselves in shades of gray
Because we can't decide what's right
Is it good to simply love
Or is it better if it's a fight?
We lock love in our hearts
So it cannot speak its name
We cover it with guilt and self loathing
We try to forget each others name
I haven't called love in over three years
I'm not sure you ever have
I've been twisted and torn apart
Trying to heal these wounds with salve
You've constructed skyscraper walls
Around your heart and soul
You've let me creep across the drawbridge
Now raise surrender on your flag pole
Sure we might get burned
And I'm bound to spend all my time kneeling
We might beat the odds and last forever
There are a lot of consequences to actually feeling
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