We Grew Up So Well

Staring at a trash can Thinking about the things you've thrown away You love our pretty planet Yeah, but not enough to stay No, please Don't go You always took care of your hands How could you break 'em like you did? Like a bug on a window Is that what you wanted to be? In a moment's pause? All you see is madness And nobody can show you the method No, please Wait, no So I'll remember you in lyric Recycled soul reborn as ink From a desperate pen Is that what you wanted to be? Just a topic of mine? Yeah Oh, I dream of your soul I wish you could know that We grew up so well and Oh, well, you didn't know You didn't know that soon You'd be okay, okay Echo bellows So slow like gallows Is that what you wanted to be? A still life's pose? A photograph? A story told? A friend I had?