we could have never caught fire at that altitude
we couldn't
someone brought us down to flammable heights
and I'll never know where you go
at this point we could walk past each other in the street without a word
swapping tender perfection for cold beds
it won't stay this way forever
when you know I don't exist for you anymore
that's when you'll come to second guess yourself
someone put fuel in the water hose
slashed the tires on the truck
put the firemen on sedatives and hypnotics
I'll hold a note for you as long as I can until my breath runs out
and when my lungs burn and my veins are trying to escape
you're either oxygen
or you're not
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