It doesn't make a lot of sense
To be somewhere i have never been
Reclaim some innocence
And show you that i can at all
I swear i've shown you times before
Be weary of these broken arms
And now i just became
A Fly on your head
After every distant show-
An empty string of pearls
And hidden under shore-line stones
Another lonely girl
Then it became more evident
I wasn't loving you like i should have been
Then it just came and went
I hope it did us good