Second story staircase

The pain that we share is just a little bit different.
Scenes played out in normal ways.
The loveable is no longer trivial.
Did you hear me?
No one's here.
The hour is busted but I'm not mad.
How could you miss someone you never had?

With arms around you we could find the lost hearts of one another. With a thousand arms around you, nothing could stop us.

Let's pretend to my eye.
Put your pictures to the burn.
This bitter lonliness claims the world we know for sure.
Parents looks are devious.
State the hateful obvious.
When I choose to disalign, kiss, tell and die with arms around you. We could find the lost hearts of one another.

With a thousand arms around you, nothing could stop us.