perseids (how long) Video (MV)

How long 'til all of it's finally done?
How long 'til your name has been scraped off my tongue?
How long until you're just a girl, not a god?
How long 'til I lay my religion to rest,
Abandon this melodramatic old mess,
Cut all my losses and find my way home?
But we, we used to think we were the perseids
We thought we were made from the same type of star
We, we were the brightest things in the atmosphere
Locking eyes from lightyears apart
Your poetry peppered with symbols of me
You used to tell me you saw me in dreams
And now you don't tell me anything
Is it up to me if it's finally done?
Should I bury the poems and wipe down my tongue?
But I'd hate to let go if you're still holding on
'Cause we, we used to think we were the perseids
We thought we were made from the same type of star
We, we were the brightest things in the atmosphere
And now we are nothing at all