“For Better or Worse”

[Verse 1]
With my love and your escapes,
Your wild dreams and close calls,
Your pain and all my mistakes,
Your eyedrops and my stumbles, all.
With your skirt hitched up high,
And my recurring fears,
Your back on three pillows stacked,
While my cleverness builds bridges here.

[Pre-Chorus]
Your lips are daring, teasing the line,
While my mouth is ready for the feast.
A smuggled mattress where we entwine,
And our clothes decide to take a peace.

[Chorus]
For better or worse, it’s written now,
For better or worse, it’s filed away somehow.
For better or worse, it slipped from our grip,
For better or worse, the story’s lost its grip.

[Verse 2]
With my starch and your precision,
Your blackmail, and my sweet revenge,
My couch hosting your acrobatic vision,
My baggage loaded with hope you send.
With your love in disguise, hiding its face,
My lies, your inventions, and lost space.
With your angry love, fire in your gaze,
While the clock keeps killing the days.

[Pre-Chorus]
Our passion’s crumbling, it’s falling apart,
Emotions bankrupt, empty at heart.
The next generation will bear the scars,
Of the infamies spat from your lips so far.

[Chorus]
For better or worse, it’s written now,
For better or worse, it’s filed away somehow.
For better or worse, it slipped from our grip,
For better or worse, the story’s lost its grip.
With your history and my cravings,
With your key and my locks,
For better or worse, it’s over now,
It’s over now.

[Bridge]
For better or worse, it’s etched in stone,
With your secrets and my unknowns.
For better or worse, we lost the race,
Our love a relic, no longer in place.

[Chorus]
For better or worse, it’s written now,
For better or worse, it’s filed away somehow.
For better or worse, it slipped from our grip,
For better or worse, the story’s lost its grip.
With your history and my cravings,
With your key and my locks,
For better or worse, it’s over now,
It’s over now.

For Better Or Worse

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