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