I Admit I'm Scared

Of a warm side of our bed
I tremble in the face
Of your loneliness

And everything I think
Should be buried in the ground
Should be kept inside my head
But it's knit into your brow

I live inside your room
And if I reach out with my hand
The disturbance sends our things
Crashing down upon my head

And everything I think
Should be buried in the ground
Should be kept inside my head
But it's knit into your brow

And everything I said
Spewed like sparklers from my mouth

And everything I said
Spewed like sparklers from my mouth
They looked pretty as they flew
But now they're useless and burnt out

And if I had a dime for
Every time I'm freaking out
We could fly around the world
Or just get out of your parents' house