art of fallin'

i guess it started watching mom and pop have it, then lose it, like loose change, liquor bottles that spilled ain't kill this nice pain, but i salute the fact another couple made it, 30 some odd years, tear filled, and these rips stain, and i would stare through the windowpane, trying to capture what they would call a silly game, but, things change, the rain stayed the same, and love just became a cold house in chains, you see, its a shame, the moment that i'd get it, so unequipped for love, i'd fuck it up in a minute, but you? stuck to me, your words cut through me, and holy ain't the word, but god sent you to me, i thought i was cursed with feeling the way that i'm feeling forever, stuck in these strings that's supposed to be severed, as if its not enough, feeling ashamed, i guess i got your heart caught up in the same game, and they tell me, play well, play well, you're young, so, play well, but now the feelings that we feel do dwell, upon something you decided to tell right now, heart's beat in tune, so i guess we on the right track, still healing from my past cracks, but, 'til i say those three words back?, just know where my heart's at