I’d burn the skyline just to light your name,
trace every scar in the shape of my shame.
If the world splits tonight, I’ll crawl through the crack,
carry your heartbeat strapped to my back.
Angels can rage, devils can sing—
I’ll still bleed neon beneath your wing.
Crash every car on the 405,
keep my eyes open so yours stay alive.
Let the stars fall criminal, violet and true;
I already died, love—I died for you.