These minutes seem like hours by your side
because when I see you theres no butterflies
we know theres no more love inside
so if you leave I'll be alright
we're just destroying eachother
everytime, smiling as we
see the ashes left behind
all we're doing we're not loving
all we're building it keeps falling down
we're yelling and fighting until we're both asleep
our "goodnights" have been replaced
with kicks and screams
and with each kiss and with each hug
we slowly start to lose the spark
but we remain this way
covering up the mistakes
