Zola Blood - Two Hearts

We're moving past the point, past perfect, past getting better
Pouring out two hearts that used to run, but now don't beat together
With grace and style, we should let it surrender
Set my, my part, and try to remember
The way this goes
Is the way it goes
We never started something
Just to let it burn
But this takes in the air
Like a wildfire
It takes in the air
Like a wild fire
Got lost, turned out, no chance at saving
When two hearts come apart, with no explaining
But Is there really nothing else to talk about?
Is there really nothing else?
The way this goes
Is the way it goes
We never started something
Just to let it burn
But this takes in the air
Like a wildfire
It takes in the air
Like a wild fire
This takes in the air
Like a wildfire
It takes in the air
Like a wild, fire