Thought I saw you in the corner
Didn't make it home till two
So sit me down and tell me
What else is there to do?
I floated on the surface
I never see them cry
But, to feel down is to feel worthless
So, I know: no more blonde hairs in my eyes.
No more whining by the window.
No more hoping you'll survive,
Cause you stop fearing something dying
From the very moment that you know it died
No more fur-ball who will tell me
That I'm not so bad a guy
I'll hang my head until I fall forward
So that I can find some motion in my life
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