[ We were the ones who once knew everything, ]

We were the ones who once knew everything,
Vanity
Beauty
Self-explanatory superiority
A king and a queen upon their throne,
casting sentences to those that disagree.

We didn't cry much, there was always
something to cry about and we made up our own stories when the days were boring
We hoped to distress even those not distraught

He was not the boy I was to marry. He was a boy I knew I loved.

Can you express that sometimes we let go?

Going back into your arms and realising I'm the one that has changed.
I am the one
I am the one that's gone further, farther, somewhere in between.
Stepping across the lines.

I can't look myself in the mirror anymore
Distressed, I've written page after page of desperation.
Emotions on paper, paintbrushes

Religion.

Where was I when we were getting drunk?

Standing out, I realise you can't go back when you've stepped forward

He was the only work of art I possessed in my life,
a sad boy whose lessons showed in his irises.

But now he's the artist and I'm the fake one
looking back on what could've been and what has been and knowing

I can't turn back, I just can't turn back. I don't know how and I can't leave the beauty of expansion behind.

I'll leave this one stranded in another city, a musician, then maybe a painter.

Once you leave, you can't go back. Oh how I miss you. Oh.

how I miss you.