Build me up, through winding spiderwebs
and tangled strands of falling out hair
be a self-conscious little shit that I wish you could be
who will try to be better, who will try
to help me all the way though my struggle
My eyes show that I am tense and you ask me why,
tears screaming louder on the inside
I always answer the same thing
A mellow dramatic: Nothing.
Sometimes I think you hate me for it
that you hate my shyness, my unwillingness
to let go of my morals
and yet you repeat over and over again
"I will wait, all I want is your happiness"
And I sit in a corner and I bleed
yelling out about my purple hickey
how can I be happy when I think you are dead
when I think you crashed again
Your smile disappears and I complain about
the falseness of a frozen spoon
Which makes you refuse to look at me...
Build me down Build me down
as the earth moves closer
to the raging garden
I try to look into the ocean eyes
you hold so much beauty, so much power
Down to the ground...
Slowly, I move my hands up to my face
Guarding myself from the punches
I won't use my phone,
I won't contact you at all
Its not worth, never getting a reply
I feel I need to lock myself away and hide
You leave me a message to call.
Unfortunatly I did, I realized that sometimes
you can act like a little kid
but its a good thing, it makes me smile
your stupid cigar breath can be worth wild
I hang up the phone and leave you a note
your distance can be an antidote
There was nothing else to really do
but say I love you too.
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