Cut off your toes so you might walk little more slowly. Cut out your tongue so you couldn't say anything wrong. You held yourself up to the light so you might be forgiven.
Feathered, crowned and forgotten. Raised up and let down. You know it's been so long since we were anything. Why don't we let it lie?. . Think I'm dying here.
Wasted. Time and money and hope. And fear of romance. Sendin out a letter. Sendin out a sign that you. Dont wanna be here and be left behind. . You made up your mind.
I hope you don't listen to me. I don't always say what I'm thinking. And sometimes I'll tell you. What I think you wanna hear. Most times I'll just talk to make a sound.
I hope you're happy out in glitter gulch. With your brand new friends. Who will shake you off like a dog. When they're bored with you. . I'm not bitter, just a little sad.
We used to live so bright. We used to shine, she said. Now you just work all day. I just stay in bed. . Dreamin' of singin' 'nother song. Dreamin' of flyin'.
You, without saying anything had shown. I without doing anything had thrown it all away. Down the laundry chute, the cute little words and melodies. Won't save me now, now that it's gone this far.
I put my toes on the floor this morning. Just like every other. For some reason. Today I was not scared. . I threw myself at the mercy of the wind. I don't know where I'm going.
Don't look now, things just got worse. I'm drunk again. I swear this crescent, is just a curse. . I got here by killing off all my friends. I think I figured it out.
Do you believe it. If you do then it's true. And there's nothing I can say. . We could talk for hours. We could roll around. In these words and see. If they feel good.
Abigail, I'm sorry. I never meant to kick your mouth. I was afraid, didn't want to hear. Those words come out. . We agreed it was nothing. I thought we agreed.
Would you fuck yourself for money?. Would you kill me for my own good?. Would you slap your sister if she asked you to?. I've seen your work, I guess you would.
It's only a paper moon. Sailin' over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . It's only a canvas sky. Hangin' over a muslin tree.
It's not enough to say you think of me. It's not enough to wanna be here in my arms. It's not enough to call me every night. I need to see you need to hold you in my arms.
Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree.