It doesn't make a lot of sense
To be someplace I have never been
Reclaim some innocence
And show you that I can at all
I swear I've shown you times before
Be weary of these broken arms
And now I just became
A fly on your head
After every distant show
An empty string of pearls
And hidden under shoreline stones
Another lonely girl
And then it became more evident
I wasn't loving you like I should have been
Then it just came and went
I hope it did us good
