Lined Paper

If I had the ability to take back all the words I wrote down
Recreate all the pieces of lined paper that I threw out
I could build the largest mansion built in the existence of man
I could make so many paper cranes, Sadako would have loved to see them

If I had the ability to collect the lead that I used up
Collect on all the lined paper that absorbed it all so well
I would have enough to supply this country with notebooks
I would make the world see that whoever writes is killing all these trees

If I had the time of day to make you see what I've done for you
Show you all the pieces of lined paper I wasted on you
You would probably tell all your friend how pathetic I am
Wasting my time acting like you would ever give a damn

But so far, I haven't found the time or ability
To bring back all of those sheets of lined paper
Please don't get me wrong, world but I
Believe this is probably for the better

I'll burn the rest of my work
To save this bleeding world
From ever having to suffer
From all my half-assed work

This is my goodbye
As I write on this lined paper
Goodbye to all my faded thoughts
That bled and wasted onto those lined papers