Your Arms

. . .the only safe place I know.

Now

You've caught me off guard.
I've no time to put up any defenses.
I can only tell my story.

And I can tell you that I'll try to run away. If your heart was breaking, you'd do the same thing.

Point

I thought I was over this.
But I guess You'll press until I break--

Break away.

--ology

You think...alot.
You think too much.
You think some things are not possible.
You think you'll never find what you're looking for.
You think these wounds will never heal.

"When you stop thinking, I'll be right here. And then, you will find what it is to feel, to know."

Towers

I think you'll learn to love one day.
'Til then, I'll keep my distance.

Anyway

"I wish you wouldn't use that word.
You don't always have to change the subject."

Broken

This is how I always pictured us. . .