I want to stop watering flowers that grow from grounds that scrape my feet
I want to stop trying to play pianos that have broken keys
I need to stop staying up all night in bed wondering if my dad will ever call me

Sometimes when it's late, I'll fix a drink and question if my life will ever turn out the way I think

But I have so many fears that I want to move past
and I just keep hoping that this feeling won't last
but time isn't kind to a lonely ghost living in a house made of glass

I just don't know if this love is always safe
I mean, shit, I'm just trying to avoid the mistakes that I usually make
but this relationship is complicated and sometimes I feel like I'm walking blindly through a maze

On our good nights we drink wine and we smoke weed
and on the bad ones you don't sleep in the same bed as me

Old scars will build up steam until they're fuming
Phantoms are usually the cause of my downfall, I'm assuming
I can't get over how hard it is to be human
but a life spent suffering is time not worth consuming