YouTube didn't teach me how to Break a heart gently Like plucking rose petals and touching piano keys.
Here we are, under the mute sky Uprooting baby hibiscus And walking on a bed of nails, Wiping breadcrumbs from the corners of our lips without saying a thing, Where do I begin to tell you that time Has a funny way of running out? It kills me A thousand and one ways like Reading Murakami, And I don't have the heart to break it to you gently that since The alarm clock died a natural death On the 9th day of Summer, Mornings aren't happy pills for you and me anymore, We sit across from each other Like convicts On unplugged electric chairs Waiting for the current to steal these heartbeats, But it never comes on time Like expiration dates do.
Where do I begin to tell you that our music has ended?
This goodbye, the teardrops on my guitar The deep sighs of a lonely midnight We blow to the wind, Like porcelain, Our hearts shatter on a tiled floor, Like dying meteorites Softly, we break like a baby's breath.