Everything that we know to be true
There’s so many things I don’t know
That I crave to learn
So many places I’d like to go
To watch you burn
Brighter than the sun
I want to know the curve of your back
Your voice when you first wake
Want to hear the very last track
On the mixtape you made
When you were seventeen
I want to know the insecurities
The things you think are flawed
I want to harvest honey from the bees
That swarm your thoughts
That swarm your thoughts
I won’t let them sting you
You talk about yourself sometimes
How you wanted to be a mess
Wanted to be punished for crimes
To which you could not confess
Be unafraid of being put together
For we are falling apart
In the best way
In the best way
As we bare our hearts
I want us to say
Everything that we know to be true
And I know that I am falling for you.
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