I burned my feet in lava when you kicked me out of your bed. I touched down in a lunar lander, and I stayed on the moon through winter.
I froze up in the cold space when you kicked me out of your head. I float on to another place and ask everyone I face:
What's love like on Earth? And tell me what this love is worth- elusive, unstable, uncertain, so simple, but so difficult, just so..
I played my song for you at nighttime. You said you didn't like how said it was. I said, "I can't help it," and that I'm, "just being honest." You said, "What's the matter dear?" So I confessed all my worries and fears, and I felt a little better. The world it turned, and the world it burned. We didn't hear it; we were sleeping.