You filled me up with silly dreams to make me smile
I should have known that it could only last a while
Before we’d argue, bring it crashing to the ground
The happiness we had lies crushed and beaten down
You fooled me, told me pretty lies to keep me near
But broke the vows you did, and now a silent tear
Rolls down my face as I think about the nights
We had forever in those moments, now we fight
About the things that don’t matter in the least
We live to make each other angry, causing grief
It’s so pathetic where we’ve finally come to stand
I’m the kryptonite in your world, Superman
And you’re the chaos where once there was perfection
What were we thinking when we made this damn connection?
Why do we do this? Our relationship’s a mess
Frozen hearts so constantly put to the test
We walk around so bitter, don’t know how to change
Wild, untamed souls refuse to be rearranged
And so the rules of friendship we are always bending
The fighting signifies, but doesn’t cause an ending
Might sound crazy, but I swear that it’s the glue
You take things out on me, I take things out on you
Each other’s savior when we need to crash and burn
Down for each other when there’s no where else to turn
So here we are, somehow holding on as friends
Selfish or stubborn, no, we just won’t let it end
Like addictions in each other’s lives, you see
I need you just as much as I know you need me
Cause if we didn’t we’d have parted long ago
We’re gripping on to something, but what, I don’t know
I love you more than any words could ever say
And then I hate you, undecided, here I stay
But what would Superman be without kryptonite?
Too much perfection makes the story boring, right?
We balance out the smiles by creating frowns
We’ll laugh for hours, then we’ll tear each other down
A silent understanding, everything is cool
You will forgive me, and I will forgive you
And so we’re unlike any ordinary friends
And that’s okay with me cause I would rather spend
My whole life knowing that you’ve always got my back
Might break me, shake me, but you put me back on track
You fill me up with silly dreams to make me smile
Strike the piٌata, dump the candy in a pile
Can’t put it back together, but you can pick it up
That’s what you do for me, and, well, that’s good enough
It’s friendship with a twist, but its so worth the fights
Even through chaotic fields of kryptonite