Before I Bleed

Can I steal along the edges of these worlds we've outlined? Slip between the chains, tiptoe over the border? Here we are still running and we keep looking back, time bomb of love, how long 'til we trip? Counting out the minutes as we steam up the windows. Listening for the door, ready for another escape. My heart avalanches everytime that I lie but deceit is all I breathe and guilt is carbon dioxide to me. In the end it's all worth it just to be complete then I'm back in this dungeon looking for bandages. Serrated blade of contrast divides me down the centre and I wonder if I can choose the best half before I bleed.