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Everything is good in moderation they said.

Everything is good in moderation they said 

But what they didn't say was how hard it would be 

To moderate and control my love for you 

As it grew like a wildfire 

Mesmerizing at first 

As the beautiful skies display themselves 

Across the endless world above you 

But soon destroying everything in it's path 

My love for you 

was a tree caught in the wildfire 

as the fire grew inside of the tree 

Burning everything from the inside out 

Being contained by the thinning wood 

But soon bursting beyond control 

And as the fire grows 

More and more gets destroyed until there's nothing left 

Except  a plain and empty field 

of ash 

of hurt 

of despair 

Everything I once thought was good 

is now unrecognizable 

But what I never expected 

Was that you could have a broken heart 

and still love with it too

So much that it doesn't seem broken at all 

You don't know what you're doing to me 

You're burning me from the inside out 

tearing me apart 

but you don't know 

You don't know the ache and pain I feel every night 

Every hour I spend one 

Because all I am to you now 

Is another girl to text 

Another love once had

Another pussy to fuck 

But I still love you 

and you can't love me 

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