Night Life

[ihaveranaway]

I've had this question in my heart
And I can't get her out

I've tried to hold on
I'm safe haven
Then the day ends

The pretext of the situation,
Love
If I tried to explain,
I'd fail

It doesn't work like math
It isn't really a myth
Maybe a few find it in meth
And what options are you left with?
Bad teeth, a lie, and numbers that don't add
Where should I begin to take these things away

I worry I'll never see her again
Then there are the evils,
Petty fears that only scrape at the above

Night Life
Beautiful Girl