Static and Splendour

No more sorrys
When you want something concrete
Something you can build with
Begin to fix a promise
And if I had been honest that you were all I wanted
We were nobody's prodigies we were nobody's problems
And no one ever told you it was going to be like this
With highs so high and low so low no middle ground exists
That we could have oblivion and bliss
We could choke back static
Or bask in splendour solace