Little Threads

You leave me wanting You leave me chasing after fire Across the blazing hills, Hollywood You'd leave me in the flood, you would And I want to let go too, I do Still matter more to you, it's true We're hiding from your gaze Then you find me and you say "Why the hell you act so strange?" Hmm, when no one's watching I mirror you with my mouth Knowing every word's a serpent's turn And the nihilist abounds Splinter me into little threads, little threads Rocks my world just to lose my head, lose my head Peaks so high but the valleys low, the valleys blow Man, sometimes only way I go You leave me wanting You leave me chasing after fire Across the blazing hills, Hollywood You'd leave me in the flood, you would And I want to let go too, I do Didn't matter more to you, it's true We're hiding from your gaze Then you find me and you say "Why the hell you act so strange?" Hmm, of deep sadness You're humiliating me Under the willow tree, remember him I took my time to make my bed Splinter me into little threads, little threads Rocks my world just to lose my head, lose my head Peaks so high but the valleys low, the valleys blow Man, sometimes only way I go