you may break my heart and I may let you
I may run away and you may chase me
we may work and we may not
but sooner or later I have to start to fight for what feels right and not out of spite from the kiss of a perfect night but because you've become a light that somehow started to ignite a passionate plight that finds a way to be polite?
maybe you're the love of my life. or maybe you'll cut through my heart with a knife.