We are a grenade without a pin.
It seems that we have always been.
Don’t know whose hand that we are in.
But soon they will let go; it’ll be the end.

We’re two cloths connected by a thread.
Thought we’d be sewn together but got more ripped instead.
We can add on some weight on each side if we choose.
Eventually one of us bound to break loose.

I don’t want to blow up, I don’t want to break.
But pain feels like a trap that we just can’t escape.
Sometimes it feels like we have lost all of control.
And I want live I want to grow old.

I want to live, but I want you to live with me.
Get passed all of our insecurities.
Right now we’re acting like a car that stalls.
There has been worse problems we have solved.

I want to grow old, but grow old with you.
But why does it feel like we’re a dying fuse.
We decided to tie the knot not tie a noose.
Together we can jump through burning hoops (Um, but without that noose)

I don’t want to blow up, I don’t want to break.
But pain feels like a trap that we just can’t escape.
Sometimes it feels like we have lost all of control.
And I want live, I want to grow old.

I want to know what it’ll be like just the two of us
Life is too short doesn’t mean that it isn’t tough.
I know we’ll both keep making mistakes
But that is the risk we chose to take
I don’t want to blow up, I don’t want to break

Like ice I know we can be cold
But even ice melts don’t you know
With you I want live, I want to grow old.

All of my innocence where did it go? And WHEN did it go?
When did I get good at putting on a show? Oh no.
Used to think that I was a good person.
Til this day ‘bout myself I’m still learnin.
Discoveries I realized are now burdens.
But I’m trying my hardest to purge em.

I need to master tunnel vision.
And not make more incisions.
I can’t change my bad decisions.
But I can master tunnel vision.

I know time has passed but it stays in my head, all the regrets.
Still ashamed of so many things, things that I felt, things that I said.
I wanted it all to be perfect.
But I realized it wasn’t perfect.
Which in the end made it all perfect.
Despite pain it just may have been worth it.

Yet,
I need to master tunnel vision.
And not make more incisions.
I can’t change my bad decisions.
But I can master tunnel vision.

I need to master tunnel vision.
Avoid any more collisions.
Keep you as my only mission.
And simply master tunnel vision.

Mistakes were made, but lessons were learned, and stones were turned.
Stronger in the end though some gardens were burned with remaining concerns.
No one else would have been
As dedicated
I realize that now
Since you’re still around
I can’t make it up to you
But I’ll try my best to.
I’ll keep trying to.

I can master tunnel vision.
To keep this life that we are livin.
Because it’s you I want to stay with.
So I will master tunnel vision.