Listen To This If You Love Me And You Are Bored It's Just Me Singing Off The Top Of My Head

I, I might drift off

And if I do, my voice will carry dear

And if i can't hold a melody that isn't

Interesting

Then what can I put to my name?

Maybe its gonna be a shame

And if, and if

I melt my hair with a flame

And if this candlelight only brings me

To the top of my eye game

But me telling you I vow my stories

And you know that I delt with my own shit.

Can you hear the keyboard clicks?

Keyboards click

Or is it just me?

I need another chemical fix

I'm running on empty

And i just cant see whats wrong with me

I am shaking

But not out of desperation

And I am shaking

Maybe it is desperation

And denial's on my brain

And I cant think twice

'Cause if I do maybe I might sacrifice

What I found in the first place

What I found in the first place

And keeping still is hard

And you know I just can't do it

And you know that it's just so hard to get through it

I wish I had a sheet

Where I was reading all these lyrics off of

But I don't and there's no music in the background

I've only got a flame that's lighting up my face

And hopefully making attractive places

Seem closer to me

This is just my sorry attempt to being sexy

Can you feel it in my tone?

Can you tell me on the telephone?

Can you sense an awkward pause

When I can't seem to think of the next word

That's strained from my lips

And you know that I just can't, just can't

Figure out whats gonna be my next fix

Will it be a cigarette?

No, I quit

I don't know that you can think of me too

And don't worry ladies and gentlemen

This song will be through

Will be though soon

Don't, don't break

And don't tell us what you wanna do

You need to be fake

To understand how I feel

Understand what I'm going through

To maybe realize what I am thinking is real

Real, real, real, real

This is where it picks up

Picks up, picks up

This is where it repeats

Repeats, repeats

Every word that I must say

And maybe you might think of what I do

I do, I do

Maybe I'm know

I'm know, I'm right

I might stress a little bit

I might sh-sh-shiver

And you might think twice about what you do

'Cause you might lose what you maybe think about

Hey, hey

And maybe if I lit this match a little earlier and

Maybe if I lit this wax a little later

Maybe everything would be different

And maybe

Maybe we call it the butterfly effect

We'll call it, (ah, ah)

Call it, (ah, ah) we'll call it

A deep breath

And the stereo that can't catch me

And a passion

And a passion that can't stay on beat