They say you can't pour from an empty cup
My glass is less than half full
Too much negative space, I cannot handle it
My glass is less than half full
They say the grass is greener, where you water it
My glass is less than half full
I'm turning green looking at the other side
My glass is less than half full
Hand me a spoon
If you can't find one
A fork should also do
Hand me
Oh, hand me a spoon
If you can't find one
A fork should also do
They say that cracks let the light in
I break myself piece by piece
But it's no use to pretend
Two halves hardly make one me
Cut me a slice of this growing cake
They say I've got the recipe
Maybe I'll grow into myself again
Right now, I'm not myself, you see
Before I fill my glass slowly
To keep it from overflowing
Before I fill my glass slowly
To keep it from overflowing
I'll scoop out the air
And make space
For what belongs in there