Never thought of my love as a loaded gun

But I'm objectively trying to take you down

'Cause I always want your eyes on me

But then they're not on the road where they ought to be

And neither of us knew

And that's no excuse

I can't say your name without feeling like

It will explode if I don't say it right

And tear a hole so wide that the whole world sees

And gets its own ideas about you and me

Well they don't understand

But don't they again

This is not how good love starts

This is not good love

Would have given my lungs to keep you around

But I'm objectively doing better now

Because if I never dance with you

Then I'm not second-guessing my every move

Well I miss how it hurts

But isn't that worse

And this is my conclusion honey

That you work better as a memory

Because reality is messy

But we are dark objectively

I swear I meant the whole thing truly

But you work better as a memory

So honey don't text me

So honey don't text me