The consequence of a child   The mild months of worthwhile   No mess you better decide   With grace but not by design   She smokes like guns to the world   We'll catch your moderate slur   And sing your modern love song   But wish you'd died anyway   Now gone I'm gonna get you for that   Get you more like a chance   I'm more of a guns to the wall   The guts that cut through your lungs   Every breath takes a sound   You're deciding on them all      I felt like I would learn to fly the pattern you were aiming for   You feel like time is not all necessary, but my mind would   I come around so much less without you, without you   I can't breathe      The consequence of a child   The mild months of worthwhile   No mess you better decide   With grace but not by design   She smokes like guns to the world   We'll catch your moderate slur   And sing your modern love song   But wish you'd died anyway   Now gone I'm gonna get you for that   Get you more like a chance   I'm more of a guns to the wall   The guts that cut through your lungs   Every breath takes a sound   You're deciding on them all      I felt like I would learn to fly the pattern you were aiming for   You feel like time is not all necessary, but my mind would   I come around so much less without you, without you   I can't breathe      I can only think that you would be unhappy for me after all the silly shit we've been through   I can only hope that life would be so lax and so free when the mornings get you more than before   I would only hope that everything would come back to you just to say you wanted me too   I would be the one to let you catch up and go through, go through      I felt like I would learn to fly the pattern you were aiming for   You feel like time is not all necessary, but my mind would   I come around so much less without you, without you   I can't breathe