We talked up all night and came to no conclusion We started a fight that ended in silent confusion And as we sat stuck you could hear the trash truck Making its way through the neighborhood Picking up the thrown out different from house to house We get to decide what we think is no good We're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary And as for the truth it seems like we just pick a theory The one that justifies our daily lives And backs us with quiver and arrows To protect openings cause when the warring begins How quickly the wide open narrows Into the smallness of our deconstruction of love We thought it was changing, but it never was It's just the same as it ever was A family of foxes came to my yard and dug in I looked in a book to see what this could possibly mean Cause there is fate in the breeze and signs in the trees Possible tragic events When forces collide with the damage strewn wide And holes blasted straight through the fence The sky starts to crash the rain on the roof starts to drumming And laid out like cash your take on my list of shortcomings The show starts to close, I know how this goes The plot a predictable showing And though it seems grand it's just one speck of sand And back to the hourgla** we're going Back to the smallness of our deconstruction of love We thought it was changing, but it never was Our deconstruction of love