Frontiers

This thins shes got me feeling, is making me feel unique

every time i see here, i forget how to speak

im falling deeper and deeper

but i can't see where im falling

i haven't hit the ground, but i'm already sprawling

I'm a mixtape for every occasion

a song for everything ive been chasin'

a perfect playlist for every situation

ill tear you apart and put you back together

we may just be the pieces

but we still need to fit

even if only for a bit

sont you come fit with me?

this is where we stop trying

and just start to be

let the pieces fall where they may

and stop worrying if everything will stay

This is the end of the beggining for us

there's nothing that we are missing

there is nothing more that we need

and no were not special dont ever think we ever were.

that why most night we dont stop when we slur

until were taken apart and put back in the box

weve got it all bottled up, but we havent stopped drinking.

we all start off as starngers hoping to be more

but well wind up puked out wasted on the floor

were shipwrecking all over the shore

and were driven by the sensation of bore.

im the last of the dancefloor romantics

you'll fall in love with my innocent antics

i'll orchestrate our body like a symphony

ill let you know hot to see blindly.

but i know your gonna get bored

when you realize i dont know how to change

you'll dance to this beat i call my shame

and you'll insist i have no one else to blame.

it's harder than anything else

to feel alone when im not home

ill start to miss you when your around

because i see your starting to change.

as we float down the river i tossed in my paddle

im leaving where were headed up to you

i lay in this bed and pray for my savior

hopefully she realized how much i missed her

i swear i once tried to change

all i did was end up more deranged

now that im home whos gonna rescue me

lord only knows how many times i tried myself

i know how you feel when you say you'r hurting

but that tone of desolation never stopped the flirting

ill trust that you'r honest im quite easily a fool

but i guess nobody said this wouldnt be cruel

lets skip this conversation and just keep making more fuel

im constantly drinking myself into a new metaphor

one that your memory is responsible for

ill lease you my soul out like a cheap whore

because nothing seems to fit anymore

i force the pieces together trying to fit

and it works for now, but really thats it.

realistically that all i should hope for

im still young but stability is still what i want more

you said no just like i knew it would be

i felt your skin against mine and somehow became free

i dont need anything more right now

i dont think i will for quite awhile

but if you need something else than thats ok

im still here, the same as when you loved me.