I’m sorry because I can’t tell you how I feel.
I’m also sorry because I cry more than I let you know.
I want to be strong for you, I really do.
It’s tearing me up inside.
I am beside myself with joy when you are near me.
Take the broke and glue.
Although I know this’d make you mad.
Peel the mouldy layers right off.
We’re headed for doom, don’t you know?
But, that’s just the cynicism in me.
Hold tight – we’re yet to pass the dark room.
Okay, I’ll lead you through.
Smother me with the cream from the fest.
No!
Love me like you do always.
Hold me while we fly.
