Dressed Up Like Dreams
I could be a better person but I choose not to.
I'm as selfish as a suicide, and wait I take that back.
I didn't mean to say it quite like that.
I took all of my memories and threw them in the ocean.
Just like that they drowned on impact.
In a flurry of nightmares dressed up like dreams.
I opened my eyes and managed to find some clairty.
Don't hang onto words you don't understand.
They're just letters in unalphabetical order anyway.
I took all of my worries spun them in a single motion.
Said "How about that, now you're on the inside".
I'm outside and warm looking in at the mess...
I followed you here, with planned exact steps,.
I made a map of words you left in other peoples ears.
Wrote down your hopes, to do lists and fears.
Drew you a picture, it's pretty if you squint.
Regardless of my past I'm a pretty alright kid.
I loved you, I left you for another that kissed better.
Had prettier eyes than you.
For reasons unknown you always dragged me down.
It's not your fault you were born in this town.
But could you be a little less depressing, and maybe smile a bit more?
Hey there, I guess, I'm really not good at this.
But love starts with "L" and so does liar.
You're a prettier version of yourself ten years from now.
You're brilliant but often late.
I'm better off friendless.
I guess, I guess, I guess.
Well I could be wrong.
I'm pretty fond of waking up.
When it comes to lucky charms I eat the marshmallows first.
I'm weird, sometimes I like to be lonely.
But other times I hate the sound of silence.
Let's dress up like dreams and pretend we're free.
I hear it's nice, I'd like to try it sometime.