It's a blonded night
With pastel skies
Saw it coming from the roof
So I took my turn
And saved the worst
Till' I got back to my room
So now I'm back under the covers
Swear I tried, but I surrendered
But doesn't the view look good from up here?
So I left my door closed, but my line open
Hoping maybe somebody
Finds me in time
But I guess it's my cue to go
I hope you know it's not your fault
Cos I've been chasing daydreams
Always relapsing
In wasted versions of myself that I
Know I'll fail to become
All my thoughts outrun my heart
Maybe I'm just meant to fall apart
I tamed my breath
But even then
All my wounds were black and white
So I stained my hands
And I begged for it to end
But don't the colors look alike?
So now I'm tryna close the scene
But I'm writing lines that don't compete
With ones that every muse would love
But maybe this is all that's left
I hate to say this was my best
Cos I've been chasing daydreams
Always relapsing
In wasted versions of myself that I
Know I'll fail to become
All my thoughts outrun my heart
Maybe I'm just meant to fall apart
I've been chasing daydreams
Since I was 16, I'm tired
Of wishing I'll be somebody that I
Know I'll fail to become
But I can't outrun my head
Maybe I'm not meant to see the end