maybe i should have held your hand

just a second longer

maybe i shouldn't have held your hand

and burned down the bridge

before construction even began

maybe i should have kissed you

just leaned forward a bit more

maybe i shouldn't have kissed you

and not have stained my lips

with the metallic taste of yours

poison, oh poison

love is a sweet and deadly poison

wonderful to the tongue

uplifting to the soul

but you'll die anyway

maybe i should have said yes

then we could have been something beautiful

maybe i shouldn't have said yes

then i would still be happy

broken, i lay broken

under the starry midnight sky

an urge to feel everything

and an urge to feel nothing

everything and nothing at all

maybe i should have talked to you

then i would know the layers of paint under this masterpiece

maybe i shouldn't have talked to you

then i would not have known you at all

late, it's too late

to forget you and pretend you don't exist

you are the needle and thread, i am the cloth

you've woven too deep,

too deep into my memory

maybe i should have been yours

then you wouldn't want to love her

maybe i shouldn't have been yours

then i would be able to love him

maybe, it's always a maybe

it's never a perfect decision

it's never a glorious mistake

maybe, we were destined

destined only to be a "maybe".