We talked up all night and still came to no conclusion   We started a fight that ended in silent confusion   And as we sat stuck, you could hear the trash truck   Making its way through the neighborhood   Picking up the thrown out, different from house to house   We get to decide, what we think is no good      We're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary   And as for the truth, it seems like we just pick a theory   And that's the one that justifies our daily lives   And backs us with quiver and arrows   To protect openings 'cause when the warring begins   How quickly the wide open narrows      Into the smallness of our deconstruction of love   We thought it was changing but it never was   It's just the same as it ever was      A family of foxes came to my yard and dug in   So I looked in a book to see what this could possibly mean   Yeah, 'cause there is fate in the breeze and signs in the trees   And possible tragic events   When enforces collide with the damage strewn wide   And holes blasted straight through the fence      The sky starts to crash, the rain on the roof starts to drumming   And laid out like cash, your take on my list of shortcomings   And the show starts to close, I know how this goes   The plot a predictable showing   And though it seems grand, we're just one speck of sand   And back to the hourglass we're going      Back to the smallness of our deconstruction of love   We thought it was changing but it never was   Was still in the smallness of our deconstruction of love   We thought it was changing but it never was   Our deconstruction of love   Our deconstruction of love