I don't know why I agreed to lace up,
we're on thin ice as it is.
With every catch in his throat I stumble,
and there's nothing to break my fall.
Any fall would break us tonight.
We're the cold betrayal,
as you cup my hands in yours.
"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe,"
but you lead me even further.
I should've known we'd
be just like crossing a street,
look both ways
and don't let go.
But we kept our eyes on each other,
I wanted to put my hands in my pockets,
and you let me drift away,
as everything went out of focus.
So take a quick shot now,
while we're fading photogenic,
say you can still make out our features,
and chris