Consequences

We shroud ourselves in shades of gray Because we can't decide what's right Is it good to simply love Or is it better if it's a fight? We lock love in our hearts So it cannot speak its name We cover it with guilt and self loathing We try to forget each others name I haven't called love in over three years I'm not sure you ever have I've been twisted and torn apart Trying to heal these wounds with salve You've constructed skyscraper walls Around your heart and soul You've let me creep across the drawbridge Now raise surrender on your flag pole Sure we might get burned And I'm bound to spend all my time kneeling We might beat the odds and last forever There are a lot of consequences to actually feeling