frozen butter.

"describe your week in 3 words."

i've been
[out.]

hitchhiking
dish-washing
puddle-jumping
world-hopping.

"I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that

Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't
react

You must have fallen from the sky
You must have shattered on the runway
You brought so many to the light and now you're by yourself

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black

There comes a point in every fight
Where giving up seems the only way
When everyone has said goodbye
And now your own.

You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out.

If you want me satisfy me

Are you really sure that you believe me
When others say I lie
I wonder if you could ever despise me

The little cracks they escalated

When you know I really tried

And before we knew it was too late

To be a better one to satisfy you,
for you're everything to me

For making circles and telling lies

for you're everything to me

And I'll do what you ask me
If you let me be free

You're moving too fast for me

And I'll do what you ask me
If you let me be free

And I can't keep up with you
Maybe if you slowed down for me..

You have broken me all the way down
Down upon my knees
And you have broken me all the way now
You'll be the last you'll see

I think it's time, we give it up
And figure out what's stopping us
From breathing easy, and talking straight
The way is clear if you're ready now
The volunteer is slowing down

And taking time to save himself

And some fight you gave
When I pushed you away
From me

Take this sinking boat and point it home

And in the morning
When you turn in
I'll be far to sea

We've still got time

Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

And in the morning
When you turn in
I'll be out of reach

and you'll be just a man
once I used to know.

[but]

If you want something
And you call, call.

Then I'll come running
To fight

And I'll be at your door

When there's nothing worth running for."