"Come to bed dear, it's getting late."
I want to run, but I know she'll wait. So I push and push and push until she breaks.
I picked a flower and dried it up.
It took years, but I made it tough.
I can't stop when it's been enough, and I ruin everything I touch.
Now she's found the words and they're falling out; white like smoke from the side of her mouth.
"I woke today and didn't care - the same as you, so I'd say that's fair.
But if you've got some fight to offer, I could still go back...
Or keep this train on track... "
I had it in for you, and the mountains that we moved.
I tried shining like the joy that you once knew.
"You'll explode, and hurt like a land mine."
Close your eyes, or you'll go blind.
"I'll be throughly depressed if you don't come around.
Write it in your chest that you won't let down. "
At least now you know what to look for: a tall drink of water with that quiet allure.
Come back and beg for more, and more...
"... but you've strayed from the days and ways that made it so appealing."
I tried shining like the boy that you once knew.