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?