She's got christmas lights in her room.
All year 'round.
It keeps everything soft around the edges,
as she lays inside the darkness.
And a comforter that smells just like dog.
Sweet but overwhelming.
Something you love but could grow to hate.
Something just like me.
Everything is everywhere.
Everything's a mess.
Just like I left it,
Just like you and me.
You think of all the things you could have said.
You think of all the things you said instead.
When you're living inside your head.
And you don't even know how you really feel.
And you don't know if this love is real,
Or if it's a fleeting thing.
It's writing a song
About the wrong girl
When she calls your name
It ruins your world.
I didn't do it willfully.
I wasn't calm
It wasn't exacting
But I knew it was wrong.
A great house fire.
You tell me the truth but I'm a fucking liar
I watched it crumble as you turned to dust.
I watched you trust me as I turned to lust.
And you just wanted what you couldn't touch.
The only thing she did was love too much,
And you'll never see her again.
And you just had to see about a girl.
How can you know if you never roam if you were really home?
And now you'll never really be home.
I hope someday she'll be happy.
Perhaps someday she'll continue to love me.
Find someone that's good enough
Somehow find someone to trust.