Maybe it’s reckless, maybe it’s wrong,
But I’ve been feelin’ this way for too long.
She laughs at my jokes, leans in when she talks,
But pulls herself back when our hands almost lock.
There’s history here, miles of late‑night calls,
Two hearts danglin’ like pictures on a wall.
I see somethin’ real every time she looks through me,
But she shakes her head like it ain’t what it could be.
’Cause she’s scared of the fall, scared of the truth,
Scared of the fire she sees burnin’ in me too.
And I hear it in her voice every time she says—
“She don’t want to ruin it,”
That’s the line she keeps us using.
Says we’re too good of friends to gamble and lose it,
But damn, I wish she knew it—
That holdin’ it in is what’s really bruisin’ it.
We’re already halfway through it,
Tell me what’s left to risk
When every part of me’s already ruined
Over her.
She knows my roads, she’s seen my storms,
Kept me steady when my world got torn.
We’ve shared secrets that no one else gets,
The kinda things that tie two souls in a twist.
And I see it hit her when I catch her stare,
That little spark that says she’s halfway there.
But she bites her lip, looks down at her shoes,
Pretendin’ these feelings ain’t breakin’ through.
She’s scared of the change, scared of the cost,
Scared of the future if the present gets lost.
But every time she whispers it, it cuts like a blade—
“She don’t want to ruin it,”
That’s the line she keeps us using.
Says we’re too good of friends to gamble and lose it,
But damn, I wish she knew it—
That holdin’ it in is what’s really bruisin’ it.
We’re already halfway through it,
Tell me what’s left to risk
When every part of me’s already ruined
Over her.
Maybe one day she’ll see what I see,
Two hearts fightin’ what they’re meant to be.
And maybe she’ll stop runnin’ from the truth—
That the only thing we’re breakin’
Is what we never choose.
But “she don’t want to ruin it,”
So I’m stuck here just provin’ it—
That I’ll stay even if it’s killin’ me to do it.
Maybe she’ll walk through it…
But till then, I’m holdin’ on and losin’ it.
We’re already halfway through it,
Tell me what’s left to risk
When every part of me’s already ruined
Over her.
