Just another morning
Staring at the ceiling
I'm the same old story
Looking for an ending
Now I'm only waiting
For the other shoe to drop
I'm a painful answer
Looking for its question
Just another fiction
That will never happen
Just a bald Rapunzel
In nobody's fairy tale
Leaves brushing against the window
They give my eyes a choice
As I wither into nothing
My pillow drowns the noise
I sink into a deeper bed
I walk on this breakable thread
Inside my head
Just another evening
Staring at the ceiling
I'm the same old story
Looking for an ending
Now I'm only waiting
For the other shoe to drop
Leaves brushing against the window
They give my eyes a choice
As I wither into nothing
My pillow drowns the noise
I sink into a deeper bed
I walk on this breakable thread
Inside my head