Glass Balloon

No more heavy lungs addled by the way I was breaking and giving in
I’d stay down for months barely breathing out
But screaming to fill the void
Speaking so carelessly
Until I was so ready to go
So ready to go
So ready to go
So ready to go
So ask me why I never try to take good care of you
I never really thought I ever needed to
You were always so strong and pure
Fragile like a glass balloon hanging from the ceiling in my bedroom
Now so insecure
I’m in love with hurting all the things that take me away from every nightmare
that I lead
No one wants to get out and hear the sounds
Of a dead man drowning in a crowd
With his tales from a time machine hiding in his skin
So this is for the let downs and same old town
Wrapped up inside of yourself and what you dream
You are overrated and underplayed
And the gift that you have betrayed is feeding your misery
Thinning with your sins
So make this the last time you scream
Save my broken tongue
Severed in the wake of obsession with giving in
I lay down my guns
Barely breathing out
But dreaming to fill the void
Living so carelessly
Until I was so ready to go
So ready to go
So ready to go
So ready to go