I’ve been thinking I am worse off wishing
And then I told you so Speak then regret, that’s the best chance I’ll get
And I guess I take chances with you
I should have just left instead
Took a walk back to my door
But at the edge of your bed
You hang your head
And throw your flowers at me, again
Throw your flowers at me Filters turn off, I don’t know where to speak
That’s stuff I never learned
I’d rather just hang my head
On your shoulder, solid bone
And maybe my words won’t drip slowly
Off my tongue and maybe I won’t mean it this time
Maybe I won’t mean it this time
You’re covered in blankets
And you won’t stop crying
Would you tell me to get out
I could be true
I could be free if You were no one
Listen to me
I could be true
I could be free if You were no one
Listen to me!