I know the pieces fit cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing [bad word] 
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling [bad word] 

I know the pieces fit cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together, [bad word] 

The poetry [bad word] from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to [bad word] unless we grow, and strengthen [bad word] 

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense [bad word] 

Between supposed lovers
Between supposed lovers

And I know the pieces fit (x8)