loving me is waiting for a call at 3 am
youre wide awake in a cold sweat
because you know its not if, but when
so will you swear to keep loving me until then?
(and to forgive me after?)

magma flows from my eyes and goes cold
you touch me like im about to explode
all this pressure that my skin can't hold
I guess maybe I just wasn't built to code

loving me is
living on a fault line
im so sorry
the fault is all mine
sleepless nights
are we out of time?
loving me is
living on a fault line

ive heard it said that grief is the price of love
but im scared that mine is the kind of love you cant afford
when I think of the hell I put you through
guilt shakes me down to my core

and despite your years hiding under your desk
and the freeze dried food in the basement
nothing can prepare you for the day
when your world finally splits

I know I push you away
but I hope you stay
I know I push you away
but I hope you stay
I know I push you away
but im begging you to stay

loving me is
living on a fault line
im so sorry
the fault is all mine
sleepless nights
are we out of time?
loving me is
living on a fault line

you reach out across the rubble and take my hand
as the last of the walls crumble around us
we brace ourselves for the aftershock
knowing that nothing will be as it was

when the waves subside
and we know the worst is done
we pack up our scar tissue and trust issues
and start to rebuild from the dust