Saddest laugh

I've let you go in fits and squeals
My hoarseness a rugged reminder
Of flailing limbs and fists in flight
All too remote, all too remote, all too remote from our ideal

There's nothing to say to the plans that we made
They're nothing they never became
That's the fate of a plan like a fine china plate
Most often useless and ready to break

The saddest laugh i ever let out was forced to betray a cry
As I launched it to the world the truth went walking by
She said, "What kind of love could make you contort so?
What kind of love could deform you?
That's a strong kind of love that's been worn the wrong way
Only a tool
Only a tool
Only a tool
Would throw that away."

Not in tandem, but in time
I'll be your constant if you'll be mine

There's nothing to say to the plans that we made
They're nothing they never became
Let's soon rattle on past the shit and the shame
Reset the table and rearrange