Speech Bubble

Let me make it better Let me be square Let me be a good boy Let me be there You can throw your sadness at me I just want to make you happy I just want to make you happy Let me be the pencil That holds up your hair The dollar in a suitcase Under the stairs In the corner of a memory Somewhere only you can find me Somewhere only you can find me Let me be the phone-call An hour behind Explaining me to your Family line They could catch me Through your cracked screen Hanging around in the background Hanging around in the background Let me be the long legs That stick out of the bed Let me be the one who falls Over the edge Heartbreak it takes practice And I think I'm getting better at this I think I'm getting better at this Let me be the city That you're moving to Maybe it's one good year Maybe it's two Do I walk up to your table? Well in I go willing and able Here I am willing and able Let me be the mattress Let me be home Shape your future In the memory foam On the six string you sing softly Laying your darkness on me Laying your darkness on me Laying your darkness on me