Paradise, Pt. 2
All my life I've been lied to
I could never figure out by who
All this time right beside you
I know for sure you've been lied to
So reverse the script and see where fate spits us
We'l take the thruway to hell or wait for the angels to lift us
Nothing turned into loving
Something you dream of others uncovering
And if I mumble and stumble and I'm smothering
It's the nothing that I see as something
I see the green you put in your hair matches your eyes and I lose my mind
If you're the one to stumble and embarrass never more will I need you more for mine
Now it's been years and I've tried to
Do my very best to abide you
Won't touch the fragile, won't untie you
But it's too hard to compromise you
You play rotten magic tricks at the expense of our wonder
Oh we're blind to rain but we can't avoid the thunder
And as I watch you walking away
I feel earthquakes and my foundation give way
And soon we'll all come crashing down
Down, down, down...
Do you think we could make sense of this
If we met in paradise?
Oh of what to the cost, was there anything lost worth saving?
You sing verses to me and to you I'm must ranting and raving
We'll keep it all with no expense
If we get to paradise we'll make sense of each and every pretense
I could never figure out by who
All this time right beside you
I know for sure you've been lied to
So reverse the script and see where fate spits us
We'l take the thruway to hell or wait for the angels to lift us
Nothing turned into loving
Something you dream of others uncovering
And if I mumble and stumble and I'm smothering
It's the nothing that I see as something
I see the green you put in your hair matches your eyes and I lose my mind
If you're the one to stumble and embarrass never more will I need you more for mine
Now it's been years and I've tried to
Do my very best to abide you
Won't touch the fragile, won't untie you
But it's too hard to compromise you
You play rotten magic tricks at the expense of our wonder
Oh we're blind to rain but we can't avoid the thunder
And as I watch you walking away
I feel earthquakes and my foundation give way
And soon we'll all come crashing down
Down, down, down...
Do you think we could make sense of this
If we met in paradise?
Oh of what to the cost, was there anything lost worth saving?
You sing verses to me and to you I'm must ranting and raving
We'll keep it all with no expense
If we get to paradise we'll make sense of each and every pretense
Credits
Writer(s): James Donnelly Iii
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