I have no idea what words on a page can do for my case
I had it, it was in my hands
And I dropped it
She could be my answer
I don't have to cry and yell to release and be free of the hive of activity always decaying my mind
All I need is her
All of her the good the bad
Someone else to focus on
Because my own mind on it's loathsome
Is a recipe for inevitable cataclysm
I will sing for you
Only you
On occasion
Which as of late occasion is more often than not
I think about
Killing myself
Killing myself
I don't know how
But I think about it a lot
Sometimes
It scares me
Could've sworn you promised me
Could've sworn you promised me
Could've sworn you promised me
Could've sworn you promised me
Palm trees and pageants
Living in California's magic
When you're gliding through the city
Sliding with a little something pretty
It's a shitty circumstance when I asked you to dance and
You said "no I can't give another chance"
Too many times you fell apart
But the butterflies won't let sleep
Before I tell you about my dreams
Could've sworn you promised me
Medicine
It's Medicine
It's Medicine
It's Medicine
It's Medicine
It's Medicine
You promised
Could've sworn you promised
Could've sworn you promised
I know you promised