The less extraordinary life gets
The more my love starts losing effect
Disrupt the peace, the complacency
Dodging your fit fueled artillery
Need a better view, through a whirlwind of regret
And the passion renewed, with a little bloodshed

I feel better known that you're not perfect, makes all the pain worth it
There's no substitute
Though your somewhat abusive
Girl I can get used to it
Guess you're all I need, what keeps me running
And I can not sleep
Without knowing where you are

6th street between avenues a and b
Gone are the blood red and yellow leaves
They have turned a pale and brittle beige
That speak when crushed under our feet
Took a sharp left turn
Towards the truth we conceal
Another resolution
Knocked down by your repeal

I feel better known that you're not perfect, makes all the pain worth it
There's no substitute
Though your somewhat abusive
Girl I can get used to it
Guess you're all I need, what keeps me running
And I can not sleep
Without knowing where you are

You can hold on to our pride
Not show any weakness, just anger beneath it
If you remain paralyzed
Under that feature of how you'll appear

Just give me some hope to follow and I will run.