I'm trying to keep from going under.

I wonder if we will stay this way
Will it ever be this perfect again?
Kitchenettes and house hold appliances
Only time will tell
I count the clocks there are only four

I am nothing but foolish
I have already invested far too much
I should just play it be ear or year
I can never be sure
But all I can think of were those hands and that face, how my face fit; just so in the palm of your hand
Every time I looked to my left there was the smile I had become so well acquainted with in these short couple of months
"We deserve it more."
things have never been so unclear and paused, put on such a huge stand still
You simply just don't, you just don't say things like that,
make me rack my brain and waste hour upon heaping hour of simply analyzing