roll to the middle

we just had a world war iii here in our kitchen

we both thought the meanest things

and then we both said them

we shot at each other till we lost amunition

this is how i know our love

this is when i feel it's power

here in the absence of it

this is my darkest hour

when both of us are hunkered down

and waiting for the truce

all the complicated wars

they end pretty simple

here when the lights go down

we roll to the middle

no matter how my pride resists

no matter how this wall feels true

no matter how i can't be sure

that you're gonna roll in too

no matter what

no matter what

i'm going to reach for you