I am not sorry
But I wish I was better
This is who I am
I am not sorry
But I wish I was better
This is who I am
I love you so much
Yet you burn me everytime
I keep coming back
A wave could mean things
A hello or a goodbye
Or a certain drench
Bright box in my hand
I need to put you down, now
You make my eyes ache
Would you follow me down
If I fell from grace
If I told you to stay
If I ruined it all
If I told you to leave
If I was going to hell
If I said you deserved heaven
If there was no saving me
If I told you I wouldn’t have you
If that really was it
If it would be your end
Would you follow me down?
Don’t wake me up yet
I was almost getting there
That was the good part
Make my dream come true
She whispered into the coin
She threw down the well
Where a pretty tree
Stands black against the sunset
I’d like to sit there
Where did your heart go
After he broke it all up
I hope you kept it
Unpredictably
Chaotically
Into small pieces
Sometimes right in half
Maybe salvageable
But a lot of dust left behind
Eroded
Disintegrated
How does the cookie crumble?