We talked up all night and still came to no conclusion
We started a fight that ended in silent confusion
And as we sat stuck, you could hear the trash truck
Making its way through the neighborhood
Picking up the thrown out, different from house to house
We get to decide, what we think is no goodWe're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary
And as for the truth, it seems like we just pick a theory
And that's the one that justifies our daily lives
And backs us with quiver and arrows
To protect openings 'cause when the warring begins
How quickly the wide open narrowsInto the smallness of our deconstruction of love
We thought it was changing but it never was
It's just the same as it ever wasA family of foxes came to my yard and dug in
So I looked in a book to see what this could possibly mean
Yeah, 'cause there is fate in the breeze and signs in the trees
And possible tragic events
When enforces collide with the damage strewn wide
And holes blasted straight through the fenceThe sky starts to crash, the rain on the roof starts to drumming
And laid out like cash, your take on my list of shortcomings
And the show starts to close, I know how this goes
The plot a predictable showing
And though it seems grand, we're just one speck of sand
And back to the hourglass we're goingBack to the smallness of our deconstruction of love
We thought it was changing but it never was
Was still in the smallness of our deconstruction of love
We thought it was changing but it never was
Our deconstruction of love
Our deconstruction of love