Lighthouse Lyrics

I can't

I can't dare to be mad at you

Cuz if I was, the sky would break

and we'd explode in tiny pieces

I know

Even then what would be left of me

What would be left of my heart

Would still be reaching to you

And that's tragic, that's attachment

There is nothing romantic about letting go of who you've become

Just to live in the past, as if even then we would last

New York, new city, and still, when my body asks to run to you, I know it will

I can't live like this

I have died so many times

Re-writing the story 'til you fit in the lines

Losing my narrative to write you in

I'm the protagonist

I have died so many times

Trying to bring our loveless back to life

Because each time I left

I never left a single thing behind

I'd set fire to our memories just to have you around

You're the lighthouse burning in this deserted town

I don't

I don't care about my birthday

I care about your absence

On a day I asked you to show

And here I am drinking with my heroes

I realize they're just people, and you're never gonna care

And it's tragic, this attachment

There is nothing romantic about letting go of who you'll become

Just to live in the past, as if even then we would last

New York, new city, and time, fits the scenery of this broken sanctuary of mine

I can't live like this

I have died so many times

Re-writing the story 'til you fit in the lines

Losing my narrative to write you in

I'm the protagonist

I have died so many times

Trying to bring our loveless back to life

Because each time I left

I never left a single thing behind

I'd set fire to our memories just to have you around

You're the lighthouse burning in this deserted town

I have died so many times

Re-writing the story 'til you fit in the lines

Losing my narrative to write you in

I'm the protagonist

I have died so many times

Trying to bring our loveless back to life

Because each time I left

I never left

I only left myself behind

I'd set fire to our memories just to have you around

You're the lighthouse burning in this deserted town