you and i, we used to click like a light
and if i ever believed
in a thing called a soul
and that two of these things
could together fill a hole
you certainly would have fit that mold
just right

now we have lost contact
from all the notions we held dear
and broken every unspoken contract
written in our tears
thrown away all our emotions
but for the fear

we won�t ever recover from what we have lost
we refuse to even acknowledge the true cost

this asphalt used to be green
it stings my shins and scrapes my knees
and shreds my jeans
and the skin in-between
this ravine where i loved you
used to be so clean

we have lost contact with the truth
in favour of a cheaper substitute

i have loved every crease of your skin
your dirty nails and quivering chin
like a fading memory of senses
we once thought of as sin
this anger has now carved me out inside
the asphalt meeting my feet
is the only contact that i don�t hide
anymore

we won�t ever recover from what we have lost
we refuse to even acknowledge the true cost