| You’re something like safety
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| I’m no good without you
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| So hurry home
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| The voice I’m hearing in my head
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| Is never the one that falls out
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| Please hurry back
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| I’ve still got this magic way
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| Of pushing everyone away
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| Of always waiting too long
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| To mean the things I say
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| Always pause for something better
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| The right words and the right letters
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| The moments passed
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| And I’ve let it slip away
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| You’re something like safety
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| And I’m no good without you
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| So hurry home
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| The voice I’m hearing in my head
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| Is never the one that falls out
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| Please hurry back
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| I could have burned a lighter brighter
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| I could have shone a little more
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| I could have pushed our little hope out
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| A little further from the shore
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| But the sand is always sinking
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| The creek’s full of this decay
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| Stop the ceaseless thinking
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| And get out of my way
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| But reality’s a motherfucker
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| Preach boldness: act cold
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| I’ve got nothing nice to say
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| This would hurt less
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| If I were twenty three
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| Not twenty nine on the bathroom floor
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| Trying to get clean |