Story Of The Year

We both want the world
But we both know that this gets old
If I could open up my chest then maybe
I could find a way to give you
Just a little piece of my heart
Sometimes I would rather cut your lips
Right off your face
Than kiss them goodnight
But then sometimes
You can make a room feel perfect when you try
Because a mouth full of lies will leave a sour taste
That cuts just like a knife as it slides down your throat
You give up the world
And fall to your knees
To show me that you care
We could believe in windows
But behind the broken glass are fairy tales
In her bedroom
I am throwing
Pieces of what I wish I could be
Knowing that someday
In her bedroom she will know
Yeah, here we go
If I could find your eyes
From across the room
We have to try not to
Throw away this happiness
If air explodes between us
Then this is more than just a feeling