I want things so much more than I want to sometimes
And it feels like my brain is the binary code's problem now
But I'd rather be stuffed with straw and made of tin
Because the mind wanders home like a cat does
When it knows it's time to feed again
There are some places I won't go near
You can measure their fright by the shade I turn right when they're asked about
I drag a chain of faces and names
Some I've cut off, some were lost
Some will always be locked to me
I know you
At least I knew
That I'd know you
Someday
You're no more a stranger than the smile that shines out from the moon
And I'm not in the mood
To be lonely no more
So I act like someone on familiar terms
With the uneasy side of love
I got so wrecked up waiting for you
Now your cheeks are pushed high with the salt
From your eye and the taste of them
Who am I when I can't be unwound?
"Darling, it's me", as the mask comes off
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
