Sealed, dirty, and light Glued shut and honestly I'm scared to open Hours of talkin' to God, or somebody like Him giving high fives To passengers or passerbys All of them with smoker's breath and no respect And I won't read this today I pretended awayAfter all, it's nobody's fault If nobody knows the story No, no If I burn the letters and hearts Then all of my tactless art can goHealed, nearly awake Each time I return just to throw you Away into a lake Make sure it's a body too cold retrieve To go swim you out Pull on the memories and vacancy note The hope in my head Defiantly deadAfter all, it's nobody's fault If nobody knows the story No, no If I burn the letters and hearts Then all of my tactless art can go
