This poem dives into the complexity of a relationship that is far from ideal, and is rather, at the verge of a split ("On the ground: broken. Just like you and me"). Standing on the sticks of disrespect and a love long lost, the first-person narration comes with a self explanation of how tired both parties are of being together for the sake of formality and can't bring themselves to work things out. With the silhouette (used as a metaphor for the painful relationship) being broken into "million pieces" already, the ultimate revelation is to pay heed to the fire alarms and "turn the lights up", i.e. make things come to a much awaited end.