You're talking in my sleep

I get home when you leave

Our love is overcome

by gathering smithereens

And it's forcing us to

take cover under porcelain shells

someday they might break in two

but until they do

We'll hover over thorns and pretend

there's nothing to talk through



You take it high, bring it low

I've heard your stories

a hundred thousand million times before

my teardrops daze your mouth

but you keep talking 'til your voice is sore



And it's forcing me to

take cover under porcelain shields

someday they might break in two

but until they do

You won't intend to ask how I feel

or try to see me through



When did I get out of your sight

slip through your selfish eyes

You think I've lost my charms

I'd say you've lost your mind



Yeah, it's forcing you to

take cover under porcelain shells

someday they might break in two

but until they do

I have nothing to offer accept

what's left of me and you