Bruised Love Sonata

Nine months of staying up late

Trying to align our crooked fate

But the walls we build are getting high

Is it

too

late

to try?

Every sweet word has a bitter

taste

Are we just trying to save face?

We've been drifting in a stormy sea

Nine months of you and me

Fighting for a sliver of light (oh-oh-oh)

To make it through

the night

We count the seasons by the scars we

hold

The winter's long and the kitchen's cold

But under the surface,

the embers glow

Maybe we still have room to grow

(maybe, just maybe)

We didn't promise

it would be

easy

We only promised to try

(to try) So don't look away now

Nine months down the line

(still holding on) Are you still

mine?