Pink Balloon

Your mom keeps threatening suicide on holidays Your sister's in LA making dinner with fresh produce And whether it's a fallacy You sing of love persistently Sometimes when you sing to me I still believe I know you How am I supposed to wanna hear it anymore? I'm trying to make you laugh Sweating like an acrobat Sometimes I speak on your behalf I'm nervous on a full moon When they can see it in your eyes That you're about to hit the sky I'm hanging on the line that ties me to your pink balloon How am I supposed to wanna hold it anymore? I know exactly when it turned into an accident In the bathroom, it was in the stars or wine or it was late But I must've let you down 'Cause somewhere between then and now I broke a promise that I didn't even know I made How are you supposed to wanna love me anymore? How are you supposed to wanna love me anymore?