No more sorrys

When you want something concrete

Something you can build with

Begin to fix a promise

And if I had been honest that you were all I wanted

We were nobody's prodigies we were nobody's problems

And no one ever told you it was going to be like this

With highs so high and low so low no middle ground exists

That we could have oblivion and bliss

We could choke back static

Or bask in splendour solace