and it starts like so we scattered pretty arcs across the cities turned pockets of doubt into blankets of hope now it s hard to stay graceful mostly sleeping central at weekends my weak hands are shaky at best so yr guilty again falling apart and walk back to his car and you re as guilty as him that s a pretty big heart but we re gonna have to break it that s the way it honestly feels we re like stop but you don t stop you just touch up yr makeup you re grinding yr hips to the wheel so they started kissing lips of a magician in weeks they were tired given months they were out now they re kinda settled somewhere on the coastline you can hardly recall what the rush was about so you re guilty again falling apart and went back to his car you re as guilty as him it s a pretty big heart but we re gonna have to break it