Dry Lips

I give this planet another ten years at least
And everyone is staring, it's all so overwhelming
This required a careful touch and a swinging chain
The keys to a nightmare which I taped
And made sure I watched daily
Of course I would

You don't have to tell me this is wrong

Even in my dreams if you turn up I'm unhappy
So I shut my eyes, I'll pretend instead
The next stop is not echo park
I take a step and carve all the horns

I sure feel the spit
Tell her I give up, he's won
Sarah, my sweet, Sarah, my treat
This leads me to think
Thank you, my friends
I know but I can't erase two years of my life
Tell her, tell her, tell her, tell her
The wings are trapped in the door

Tell her I give up
If they didn't look would I still complain?
Put the salty water in my broken wounds

A disquieting preoccupation
My guts have started to boil
And my stomach keeps on spinning
I have lost all my humanity