Burn and Salt (maybe not that far)

Hours creeping by and here we are
Trying to salvage the start of us
Yet we don’t know how to talk
Our interests no longer lie together

Did they ever?
These are the questions we
Ask ourselves now
Could we have ever worked out?

Suppose that there’s no point
Nothing’s going to change this
When we don’t even want to try
There’s nothing left to fight for

Still, sometimes it’s fun
Remembering our early days
Fitting ourselves side by side
Making way in our hearts for us

So, what did we used to feel?
Something is missing from us
Cut away everything else
And there’s really nothing left

Don't even have the time to feel sad
When we’re tossing out everything
Our trash litters the street now
Let's just set it all on fire

Pick apart whose fault it was
(Everyone’s, no one’s
Mine, yours, ours)
Until we uproot it all

Let something new grow
From the ashes left behind
Little did we know at the start
Things would turn out this way