magic 8 ball

You just can't put it back in me I asked the magic 8-ball if I'd ever be Happy, and it neither said absolutely or unlikely It said, "Man, I don't know" Hovered in the air on a corner Am I losing hope? I think by asking that I'm already warmer Love me or love me not Love me somewhat Am I sure of what I want? I'm at a loss, reaching across Take a breath, move a step, trust in my mind If I obsess on where I end, I'll never arrive Never arrive Nothing is mine (already warmer) Mine (already warmer) You just can't make it up, baby I bet on every digit on the D20 Blame it on the flowers, yes, no, maybe Been sitting here for hours 'cause they won't tell me Damn, I don't know It's hovered in the air on a corner My head doesn't float Every petal playing dead in the water The heart is not what it was It seeps through the cracks Trickles down, only escapes Doesn't come back The heart is not what it was It seeps through the cracks Trickles down, only escapes Doesn't come back