A Poet's Lyrics

My mind is a safe, and if I keep it in we all get rich.

My head's in heaven, my soles are in hell. Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well.

And I know that you're probably telling yourself that no one's gonna love me like you did. And I know that you're probably right about that, but someone's gonna love me different.

I thought you were gonna catch me, I never stopped falling for you. Now I know better, never let me leave home without a parachute.

Baby you're delusional, thinking you could ever find someone that's as beautiful, someone with a love like mine.

I don't just want to be a footnote in someone else's happiness.

I don't wanna call it off but you don't wanna call it love.

When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night with your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife.

I was never as good as I always thought I was.

Always an angel, never a god.

You called me cerebral, I didn't know what you meant. But now I do, would it have killed you to call me pretty instead?

I hope this pain's just passin' through.

Once called me forever now you still can't call me back.

I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might not have but I did not lose.

Forgive my northern attitude, oh I was raised out in the cold.

The best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize that two out of three ain't bad.

I've done the math, there's no solution. We never last.