The Hook

So I looked it up and apparently
You can't really die from a broken heart
But I think I'll start a trend
And honestly, I naturally was only ever in it
When it hit the limit and it started to end

See a hook and I'll bite it
You taught me to read, now I write it
And every chapter you get further away
I've been trying to fight it
But now it's broke and divided
And I don't understand anything you say
When you say

I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be there
I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be
I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be there
I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be

It used to be something easy
But now it's like we can't reach
And I know it's a waste of scenery
To break up on the beach
But maybe I can make it worth it
If I am sincere
This is postcard picture perfect
And I wish I was here

I see a hook and I'll bite it
You taught me to read, now I write it
And it's a poem, it's a bird made of birds
I've been trying to fight it
But now it's broke and divided
And you got bruises in the shape of my words

So, one last number under the setting sun
Help me to remember when it was okay
Come here, hold my hand, sink into the sand
I don't understand anything you say
When you say

I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be there
I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be
I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be there
I'll be where you are
And I'm gonna be

One last number under the setting sun
Help me to remember when it was okay
Come here, hold my hand, sink into the sand
I don't understand anything you say
When you say