You're stuffing sugar packets
under the table leg
but it just seems it's built to slant
and it's driving you crazy
I'm pushing runny eggs
around a breakfast plate
watching you twist your face
in complete frustration
And part of me just wants to slip like air under the door
and part of this just doesn’t seem exciting anymore
'cuz didn't we used to be falling and now we’re just falling short
well maybe we should break up
But I don't wanna break up
I just don't want to break even anymore
Outside the days are shorter
and sometimes I feel I'm sinking in
a constant state of winter
guess that sounds crazy
Last night I thought you'd notice
I tried to cut my hair
in some attempt to win your focus
what I'm really saying is
Part of me just wants to slip like air under the door
and part of me just doesn't feel worth it anymore
'cuz didn't we used to be falling, now we're just falling short
Maybe we should break up
I don't wanna break up
but I don't want to break even anymore
Why is it love's like some hotel
and we're always checking out
if you were honest how you felt
would you look at me and would you agree
that this is how, is how it feels
how it feels and how it feels
Part of you just wants to slip like air under the door
and part of you just doesn't feel like trying anymore
Didn't we used to be falling and now we’re just falling short
Well maybe we should break up
But I don't wanna break up
I just don't want to break even anymore
don't wanna break even
What else can swallow a life whole like love? When the mystery is gone and all that's left are the mundane moments, life can seem void of all happiness. We can give up and let love crash into the unknown, dying in our arms. Or we can face the fact that we just exist together and then refuse to love like we're breaking even. When status quo isn't good enough, laying it out on the table has a beautiful way of creating connection in our disconnectedness.