Happy moments that Iβll never forget
But the bad moments cloud my judgment
I honestly didnβt even see it coming
You say mean things and they cut deep
Sometimes they cut so deep I dream about the pain in my sleep
Do we stop or keep going?
Weβre both hurting and itβs showing
We were once so loving
The vibe every day instantly flowing
After the silly fights we made up and started moaning
But when did we stop growing?
It became a war zone without us knowing
Zoning out blacking out
Both minds irrupt like a volcano
Both yelling and choking
Saying mean things and provoking
Holding it all in and finally exploding
