No nails to untie the knots
No veins left to take the shots
No touch to end a fight
Or letting who's wrong be right
We're just sitting like novels we've picked up but never read through
You think you know my ending, I think I know yours, too
Just to preface, I feel like this is set on a night that the writer and his wife had a fight. They must have realized there was so much more depth to a problem than their fight showed.
I feel like they realized there was one way to fix their problem, to sift through each other's past and understand why the fight even began.
They couldn't divorce (untie the knots)
They can't drown it in addiction (veins left to take the shots)
They can't just hug it out, or something simple like that (touch to end a fight)
And there's no giving in, just forgetting about it for now (or letting who's wrong be right)
Every ray of light still takes us by, by surprise
It's as if they keep uncovering things about each other that neither of them knew and they're truly amazing finds.
No nails to untie the knots No veins left to take the shots No touch to end a fight Or letting who's wrong be right We're just sitting like novels we've picked up but never read through You think you know my ending, I think I know yours, too
Just to preface, I feel like this is set on a night that the writer and his wife had a fight. They must have realized there was so much more depth to a problem than their fight showed.
I feel like they realized there was one way to fix their problem, to sift through each other's past and understand why the fight even began.
They couldn't divorce (untie the knots) They can't drown it in addiction (veins left to take the shots) They can't just hug it out, or something simple like that (touch to end a fight) And there's no giving in, just forgetting about it for now (or letting who's wrong be right)
Every ray of light still takes us by, by surprise
It's as if they keep uncovering things about each other that neither of them knew and they're truly amazing finds.