You have no idea how hard I died when you left
If I yield to my trances, will I get up close again?
I had only one thing to do and I couldn't do it yet
I had only one thing left and I couldn't see it yet
I'm just so tired of thinking about everything
I'm not afraid of being alone
I just don't know what to do with my time
She said, "Please, think the best of him
Please, think the best of me
There are police in the museum
Do you think you can carry me over this threshold
Over and over again into oblivion?
I'm either at the bottom of a well or spinning into somebody's outdoor glass furniture
I'm the rocks they weigh down the angels with
Help me see it won't always be like this...
I will love you like there's razors in it
I'm not going anywhere
Who do I think I'm kidding?
I'm still standing in the same place where you left me standing
I think I’m hittin' a wall
I hate loving you as much as I do, I think I'm runnin' away, I
Feel the dark storm you bring, I can't take another day
I raked the leaves and I started fires
Now I'm reading whatever you give me
It's half your fault so half forgive me
Lay down in the doorway in front of me
And make yourself impossible for me to leave
We're always arguing about the same things
Days of brutalism and hairpin turns
Is it easy to keep so quiet?
Everybody loves a quiet child
Underwater, you're almost free
If you wanna be alone, come with me
Oh, the glory of it all was lost on me
'Til I saw how hard it'd be to reach you