Rivals

I was salt on your skin when the room crumpled in on us I wouldn't bid us on now, like I did Now that life's what I make it, I'm taking estrangement In stride, let my pride convalesce I don't get to be your guy You take up the whole sky When we talked in the kitchen, like we could be friends And I told you my secret, my god is a man Sometimes gone when I need him, but I never asked And he let me believe in what I'll never have I don't want your touch very much, very often But when I do, it gets bad I don't jump for love very much, very often I was good at staying sad But we kissed in the kitchen like we'd meet again And I thought you were perfect, my god had a plan Sometimes I don't deserve it I couldn't have been a worthy opponent But you could've said that Well listen, I'm fumbling, I wanted to fight But I have got this feeling, hollow and sinking Like you're gonna win, is that what you're thinking?