I miss the heart that does a cannonball
Into a frosted lake
Throwing us into the air like we made no mistakes
Three fingers pointing to the stupid face
That tells you what you need
Actually forcing away what’s left of empathy
How did I get so mean?
If I could be exactly like you, I would too.
I miss the heart that does a cannonball
Into a frosted lake
Throwing us into the air like we made no mistakes
Three fingers pointing to the stupid face
That tells you what you need
Actually forcing away what’s left of empathy
How did I get so mean that you’re no good to me?
If I could be exactly like you, I would too.