you give me that look that's like laughing

with liquid in your mouth

like you're choosing between choking

and spitting it all out

like you're trying to fight gravity

on a planet that insists

that love is like falling

and falling is like this



feels like reckless driving when we're talking

it's fun while it lasts, and it's faster than walking

but no one's going to sympathize when we crash

they'll say "you hit what you head for, you get what you ask"

and we'll say we didn't know, we didn't even try

one minute there was road beneath us, the next just sky



i'm sorry i can't help you, i cannot keep you safe

i'm sorry i can't help myself, so don't look at me that way

we can't fight gravity on a planet that insists

that love is like falling

and falling is like this.