If there was a way to create perfect
Make your life feel so damn worth it
I'd erase, I'd erase your black and blue
I couldn't find a way to stop your hurting
So I'm gonna rip open those curtains
So you can see, you can see what's left in you

How am I get through to you
I'm finding myself devising ways
To diminish the ominous ora above your horizon
Intoxicated with hatred, toxicated by a love thats cosmic
Such a faint complex melody and you provide the harmonic
Highly unlikely for me to hit the ground lightly
Could someone tell me how far ive fallen pricesly
Cause until today I've been improvising
Detach yourself from these decored anchors
That keep pulling you under, wont you allow me to be your savior
Consider this to be your attempt
To walk on water so you don't on the surface
Won't remain unchanged, will remain forever imperfect
You mean everything to me whether I'm drained, weak, fatigued
I always be your radiance, your remedy

If there was a way to create perfect
Make your life feel so damn worth it
I'd erase, I'd erase your black and blue
I couldn't find a way to stop your hurting
So I'm gonna rip open those curtains
So you can see, you can see what's left in you
It's just a storm before the calm
It's just a storm before the calm
It's just a storm before the calm

If there were some way avoiding superhero cliches
Have yet to exceed my extent
Getting you to see what's left in you is truly my intent
Memorize my lines to the script
Is it that what you seek, isn't quiet discrete,
But I need you to look beyond the imperfections
Look beyond how your perceived, even with a crush self-esteem
There's no getting through to you,
You were through me, and you expect me to leave
You to take on these lions, stranded on some island
No rescue
This is just the storm before the calm,
A middle finger to the devil
Took until now for me to realize
While god is putting you through your storms,
God is putting me through mine
But if this is how you want to live your life
I won't get involved
But I'm sure as hell ain't about to let you wash
Your regrets in alcohol
What pages have yet to be decoded
Deciphered by the writer such a metaphorical poet
You mean everything to me whether
I'm drained, weak, fatigue
I always be your radiance, your remedy

If there was a way to create perfect
Make your life feel so damn worth it
I'd erase, I'd erase your black and blue
I couldn't find a way to stop the hurting
So I'm gonna rip open those curtains
So you can see, you can see what's left in you
It's just the storm before the calm
It's just the storm before the calm

I wish you could see, you could see the light
I wish you could see, you could see the light
I wish you could see, wish you could see the light
(the light, the light)
I wish you could see, you could see the light
I wish you could see, you could see the light
I wish you could see, wish you could see the light
(the light, the light)

If there was a way to create perfect
Make your life feel so damn worth it
I'd erase, I'd erase your black and blue
I couldn't find a way to stop the hurting
So I'm gonna rip open those curtains
So you can see, you can see what's left in you
It's just the storm before the calm
It's just the storm before the calm
It's just the storm before the..