"synthesizer blues"
the writing's on the wall
trees reaching their hands up to hold onto the sky
there's never been farther to fall
or a shorter distance for you to catch my hand
and I'll pick you back up
dragging you like a rope that refuses to break
I promise to do whatever it takes
to bring you back from the edge
pressing keys on a broken piano
in a living room where no one has lived in a very long time
don't you know there's nothing better
than shedding midnight tears over sunset skies
driving late into the highway nights
down roads lined with strips of reflective white
and holding hands with our wrists across the dashboard
my fingers are tangled together
caught in your bracelet
I'm like a hooked fish
you reel me in with your steady hands
and your sleight of hand
that lets you find the magic in this
the sun slips down into the mournful night
with your back against the streetlamp
you're standing with your arms crossed
I've never seen eyes so bright before
I think this must be my favourite fight
that we've had in weeks
and my least favourite love I've lost
that I have ever known
I press my heart against the streetlamp
and watch it burn, burn, burn
burn to nothing in the light
I'm too busy surviving myself tonight
to pick up the phone.
the last falling star has crashed and burned
you tried your best to stop it, but the world still turned
and now the sky is empty and your words are hollow
and every time you say my name it's meaningless
like you're talking to no one at all
well, star-crossed lovers wait forever but friends grow up and grow apart
and as for us I think we've been enemies since the start
we're always at each other's throats, cutting deep and leaving marks
I lie awake in bed wishing someone had told me how easy
it was to break a heart.
I wish I'd broken yours
so I could've done it first
but I guess that's just the way I am
I have to have the last word.