First scene, act one, walking on flames
She takes emotions and humanizes the best parts
Does it worth the effort?
Living for small moments
Living for strong sentiments
I live, I breathe and I die
I give, I take and I try

Colliding with you, tearing apart our devotion
Surprising myself, words are in motion
So there's no way to stop this rough conversation
Slippery roads were always in our way to devastation
The ball is in your court
But you're acting like a middle-aged fort
Save your breath
Just save your powers
We can talk on this for hours

First scene, act two, running away
She takes bacons and fries the best parts
Do we still have a chance ?
Leaving when times are hard
Leaving when a dog barks on a thick scary yard
I pay, I sell and I'm nothing
I say, I yell and I'm laughing

Third scene, act two, we skipped the mushy parts
She breaks solid walls and legalizes axioms
Does she know the differences between axioms and facts?
Heaving hands to show a white flag
Heaving sands just to see how they slip and obey to her
command
I beg, I lag behind and I'm lying
I nod, I go ahead and then I'm signing

I have nothing to offer
And I have nothing you've already discovered
I own only thoughts, my only possession in this land
I own complications no one would understand
None of this is true
None of this is false
Flowers wilted and scattered across
No one knew I had an emotional barrier to cross
I guess rain comes without its tact
Tears and I have a pact
I cry when I feel I need you
They burst out when I declare on a curfew
I mop up, I wipe and again I freeze
I see axioms ahead, waiting for your conquering breeze
Without solutions, only shades cover them up
Axioms of love want to stay in the dark
Axioms of love want to leave a promising spark
For you and me,
Last scene
Act three.