Rightfully

Wrong in the right ways

We make a fine match

You bend when I break

You fall and I'll catch

We're too young to resign

And too old to align

Masters of mistakes

The best of the batch

You locked the front gate

And I broke the latch

We're too young to define

And too old to deny

But we are ripe for it

Right for this

We had both set our sights on it

Love is righteous

And rivaled

And rightfully

Ours

Soft to the touch

But split at the seams

Wake up with angels

Lie down with the beast

We're too wise to let fly

And foolish not to try

The labor is loaded

The joy is supreme

Dead weight and lightweight

And space in between

See, the answer lies

With no questions why

Cause we are ripe for it

Right for this

We had both set our sights on it

Love is righteous

And rivaled

And rightfully

Ours

Rightfully ours

Rightfully ours

Rightfully ours

And it's rightfully ours