Tonight it all came crashing down

Spatially, physically he's home.

Mentally, emotionally he's not.

He sees it in her eyes, that it's gone.

But baby, if we're sick of the ride, you can stay one more night.

He's sick of the fights.

He wants to fix 'em, to start afresh.

He's stuck in an endless loop of fixing and breaking, of fixing and breaking.

But baby, if we're sick of the fights, you can stay one more night.

Splinters in his knuckles all beaten and bare,

he held on to the love that already isn't there.

Sticks and stones might break his bones,

but unspoken words are what tormented him the most.

Said that they'd given their all.

Said that they'd lived it all.

Said that they'd seen it all.

Said that they'd had it all.

Too much,

too fast,

too high,

too bright.

Tonight, it all came crashing down.

/inspired by 5SOS' Babylon