Sometimes I get lost inside terrible nightmares
so in the morning I drown in caffeine daydreams
I get to wondering that if I ever disappeared
is there anyone out there who would truly miss me?

I feel just like a broken record
or a dried out bed of flowers
There's nothing left that can fix me
not the end of a song, nor an April shower

Some days I feel as sweet as honey or a blue sky
Some days I feel like a selfish son of a bitch
If I ever asked whether this was loving or leaving
would you even know which is which?

We're just like my tattoos
not so easy to remove without a whole lot of hurt
We're either together or apart
nothing in between will ever work

I hate that we're at arm's length
If you want me to go, I'll walk out at anytime
I can't promise that I'll forget you soon
but I'll go far enough away so you can never change your mind

In the moments that I almost became confident
you decided you didn't want to love me ever again
I'm sorry that I could never be enough
just being the way I am

If you want to keep tearing apart my limbs
make sure you leave what's left of me lying on the floor
just promise to keep watch over my broken heart
and let me know when it doesn't beat for you anymore

Drifting off is especially hard
when you're not in my bed
No, you're in a room just across the hall
sleeping soundly, fucking with my head

I'm trying hard not to spend my mornings
overdosing on cups of cold coffee
trying to script my caffeine daydreams
to fit in an ending where you still might love me

Now I'm waiting on the day
when your tide stops wrecking my castles made of sand
I'm sorry that I could never be enough
just being the way that I am