Back inside where the walls are paper thin
Your flowers were drying out by a water tin
Close enough to feel the moisture in the air
So every night they learn
What's right isn't always fair
If you got something to say to me lately
Open up your lungs
And let me know where you want me to go
I have nothing to show
But frankly I've been skipping stones on my own
From the top of a throne
Did you figure it out this time?
I broke a promise again
Was the view even worth the climb?
Look at the sun
Tell me I'm wrong to think there's more to summer glare. Holding my hand
Trying to help me understand that you still care
I could care less if you do