Separate

Separate (RWRS - Week 04)

It was shut down, like a factory

All of it cleared out, but machinery

All that's left now, are parts of you and me

I ran away once, hid myself in school

The funny thing was, what you said came true

It all went up, and all I had was you

You make a phone call, every goddamn day

He'll never play ball, he'll never look your way

More than journals, I learn to read his face

Wouldn't it be easier if you would come to bed

Wouldn't we sleep easier if you could get it through your head

We can't be separate

Don't be a martyr, I have nightmares too

All that bad blood, things we have to do

How they hate us, and how that warms me through

It closes in now, the thing we do not speak

These tiny hotels, like unsounded seas

More than yourself, you disappointed me

Wouldn't it be easier if you would come to bed

Wouldn't we sleep easier if you could get it through your head

Wouldn't we make matchsticks of this world we're living in

Wouldn't we be conquerors if you could let us live in sin, oh

We can't be separate, no

We can't be, we can't be

We can't be separate