I get the feeling like Im never going to know how
We let our story scribbled in stone die and fall out
Left alone it was bound to be
But now its gone you see
I feel its all on me
Confessed my love into a tin can that I carry
Attached to yours by string so you can hear me
I spoke of truth, life and us
Somehow you heard trapped, lies and must
You call it ebb and flow
But Im not sure you know
That what you do is killing me
I watch you shut me out
Im in love without a doubt
But why do I feel so in between
When Im with you I know
Just look at you and I know
But it all falls down when you go
And then I dont know
I dont know
If youre in love with me
I feel so in between
I never wanted your name with an apostrophe S
Followed my your name you figure a trophy at best
Clearly thats not the case, I wish you could know that
All I want to do now is flip those names
And Ill be in your case
A golden boy frozen for you with a date and a nameplate
If it all falls down
I want to know the string is strong between these cans we pull along
That the fibers that link will bring us back into to think about the stone we should have left alone, instead we pushed it right to the brink