Tough to toss and harder to throw back
you're plum in the cheeks, spouting all those lies off your tongue for me, you sugar coat my mind you precious honeybee.
Now that I know its grown so hard to forget, the shadows shading the wall are just the silhouettes of the ones that you lost, don't leave me here bereaving, can't you see I'm bleeding dear?
It's good for yourself, oh, I'm not all that convincing alone
Bruising the lungs, oh, catastrophic feelings on hold--the moon is just a little less full
Why does gold look like a stone on the ground, the church bells don't make a sound, my nihilistic critic yeah he's drifting around, well leave it to my heartache to illustrate her distain.
Ten o'clock the doors won't close on the night, those things you couldn't oblige, right on the nose, your paraselene eyes, you're just a fib in the sky, but yet I bit like a fish
I lie to myself, the ocean floor has shackled my throat
The god in your eyes, oh, has silver lining crusting my bones
Be certain your intentions were known
Don't say, don't say you're on the fence, cause I'm back, pleading another tune
straight-faced, sweet cake, I'm genuine
and I'm coming home
And I can't say, you'll see the difference, the downward spiral of "Why don't you crave me, my love?" Feeling ready to pry.
Why I can't I flaunt around like the same damn kid I was, I won't let innocence save me now and see only the sun.
The world isn't still, it's spun.