all the love that we might make it s gonna break from the gravity and all the magic we might take we re gonna lose to reality and you may love me like a saint but you will lose faith eventually our love the love that we might make it s gonna break where might we float from here two heads just full of air how about we try and cut the string we don t need all of this oxygen how about we try and levitate we don t need all of this gravity and all the beauty of your face it s gonna fade back to vanity and all the danger i portray it s gonna placate mundanity and i may love you like a saint but i will lose faith where might we float from here two heads just full of air what might we make of this two hearts just full of shit how about we try and cut the string we don t need all of this oxygen how about we try and levitate we don t need all of this gravity yeah yeah how about we try and cut the string we don t need all of this oxygen