You talk future

I talk right now

You plan houses

I’m just tryna leave town

You save screenshots

I delete the thread

You want breakfast dates

I want your side of the bed

We got nothing in common

So how could this be good?

You want one thing

I want another

But it feels like it should

Pulling hard in opposite directions

Yeah

It’s tearing the wood

We got nothing in common

So how could this be good?

You want Sunday soft

Meeting all your friends

I want late-night drives

Never calling it the end

You got five-year plans written neat in a book

I live day by day

Never second look

You hate my habits

I don’t like your rules

Still we end up here

Breaking all our own tools

If this is wrong

Why we stuck like glue?

Every time you leave

I come back to you

Look

You want a last name

I want a last laugh

You want a slow burn

I hit the gas fast

You talk in “someday”s

I talk in “right now”

You write it all down

I cross the lines out

You need a roadmap

I love the wrong turn

You stock the fridge up

I let the cash burn

You fight with logic

I fight with feeling

You call it toxic

I call it healing (kinda)

You’re on your yoga mat

Breathing in deep

I’m on a late flight

Barely got sleep

You say “we’re sinking”

I say “it’s waves”

You wanna settle

I wanna chase

You say “pick a lane”

I say “let it crash”

You pray for the flame

I’m braced for the ash

But we’re right back here

Same old push and pull

Empty hands

Full hearts

Never halfway full