Im just one of the many drops in the windows of your car
I tend to appreciate the details in life
You're so damn superficial
My affection has become artificial
I'm sodium chloride
And you are simple snow
You are a pacific building
And I'm a war bomb.
I speak with thunders and winds
In the eye of the storm you're safe from me
You're the pest to my garden
But I wouldn't want anything else darlin'
So why are we are toxic to each other?
Why do we bother?
Are we even lovers?