But this melancholy that I carry makes me feel so grown up
This melancholy that I carry makes me feel so grown up
And break the stallions of my wildest expectations
But I do not want to know you this way
And I'm getting pretty good at looking at the bright side
But I do not want to know you this way
I never thought I'd see the day when I would I say I give up
It's hand against hand and both hands are mine
I think, I could accept all these dark colors
Like a bird into the sky of my brain?
Underscoring each smiling scene
While the flames rip along the sand and, and swallow me whole
At my kitchen table doing shots of resignation
At my kitchen table doing shots of resignation
But how am I supposed to let go of you this way
Like a gas-soaked rope tied to a piece of coal
As just part of some bigger color scheme
Desire drags me right out of myself
But how am I supposed to let go of you this way
I never thought I'd see the day when I would say I give up
Exposing all the stuff you're not calculating enough to hide
Surprise, surprise is another bright light in your eyes
Surrounded by so much pain
It's standing in a circular line
And break the stallions of my wildest expectations
A happy meal with a surprise inside
If it wasn't for that drippy string quartet of sadness
Which is not to say that I'm not also happy
Surrounded by so much pain
