Brand New - Sic Transit Gloria… Glory Fades

He is the lamb, she is the slaughter 
She’s moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her 
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect 
He whispers that he loves her, but she’s probably only looking for… 
So much more than he could ever give 

A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides 
He waits for it to end and for the aching in his guts to subside