We built this on level ground
Now the floor tilts when you're around
Small shifts I didn't see
Widening the space between
Every word a tremor
Every silence deeper
Standing on the fault line
Waiting for the break
Can't predict the moment
Just the shape it takes
Everything looks stable
Till it pulls apart
Standing on the fault line
Running through your heart
You speak in careful distances
I measure my responses
What used to fit now strains
Geography of blame
Every word a tremor
Every touch feels stranger
Standing on the fault line
Waiting for the break
Can't predict the moment
Just the shape it takes
Everything looks stable
Till it pulls apart
Standing on the fault line
Running through your heart
Do you feel it shifting?
Do you feel it too?
The ground we share
Is splitting into two
Standing on the fault line
Waiting for the break
Can't predict the moment
Just the shape it takes
Everything looks stable
Till it pulls apart
Standing on the fault line
Running through your heart
Running through your heart
Running through your heart