The Alarmist

You left gleaming

A green rectangle around the door

Please be careful

What you wish for

I whisper to myself

And I'm spinning it half around

Like an echo

A far away sound

Singing be good to me

Be good to me

Marigold in the garden

My heart is out in the garbage

I am being an alarmist

'Cause for as fas as I see

It's terrible territory

And there's no one to reassure me

So it would be good to talk

For my sanity

Now do what you feel like you gotta do

But be good to me

When you walk away

You still exist, I feel good knowing it

If it hurts me

Why'd I rely so much on in the first place?

If it's happening

Then why's this feeling taking over me?

Can I believe in the me before I knew you beautifully?

Can I believe in the me before I knew you beautifully?

Can I believe in the me before I'm lost on yesterday?

Can I believe in the me before I knew you beautifully?