Projectors

Project on me, I’ll project on you

Breaking both our hearts

We won’t fill those shoes

We’ll ignore those cluesTill we both can’t hide

Oh you’re human tooWell that just won’t ride

So you

Project on me, I’ll project on you

Breaking both our hearts

We won’t fill those shoes

We’ll ignore those cluesTill we both can’t hide

Oh you’re human tooWell that just won’t ride

Yeah

See these feelings I keep spilling

Are revealing our darkness

I thought we’d hit rock bottom

And we’d reap pillage and harvest

Be my Suze, I’ll be Dylan

We were freewheeling regardless

Overdosed on western medicine in east village apartments

Got two hands on my heart like the knobs of an old projector

And a memory that’s bad enough

There’s not much that I don’t remember

Got a pile full of letters

Swept up from a cold September

Lying on the floor of our apartment

Playing broken records

Joni Mitchell, Bon Iver, even the sun would shiver

If we burned our Phoebe Bridge or sped off into the Hudson River

We lost our love but saved face and changed wrinkled skin

Threw a rock into the waves of the Great Lake of the state of Michigan

When I climbed up to Rapunzel, but stumbled and punched

Struggled like Jackie Chan

Badly man

I could have used a stunt double

I was there for you when your Grandma died

You were there for me when my Grandpa died

We planned our lives

I would have tossed in all my betsThat we’d be walking til the end

Arm in arm the song resets

If I could rewind

Tuesday twenty two times

I’d do em all again

But I’d be counting down to when

I lost more than a friend

Project on me, I’ll project on you

Breaking both our hearts

We won’t fill those shoes

We’ll ignore those cluesTill we both can’t hide

Oh you’re human tooWell that just won’t ride

So you

Project on me, I’ll project on you

Breaking both our hearts

We won’t fill those shoes

We’ll ignore those cluesTill we both can’t hide

Oh you’re human tooWell that just won’t ride

Two sides of the same coin

We flipping, hope for the best

Fifty fifty I’ll end up with another hole in my chest

You’ll turn to your delusions just to minimize your mess

Pretend I’m less than human for the ego you protect

That weight would be too much to carry

So you start to cut me down

Cause otherwise you’d have to realize

That it’s you you’re letting down

You know what you do in shadows

I can feel it when you’re home

Got me thinking who you really are

Ain’t someone that I’ve known

Mask was slipping, I still feel the way

It’s ripping at my soul

Far from my first rodeo

So I was loosening my hold

In the past I would have kept it wrappedAnd put up with the bull

Now I hold on while I can

And let the clowns assume the role

Known to think that I contained the rainRight out a hurricane

And I know that’s insane

While batting 5-0 against the game

But every part that’s in my heart

Been known to go against the grain

Like love’s supposed to be a challenge

And they can be saved

Cope until I lose me

Paper thin as looseleaf

Way I write these poems

That your lack of depth cannot read

Screaming into that void

Another round is that boy

Still thankful to be me

Hope one day that you get that joy

So you

Project on me, I’ll project on you

Breaking both our hearts

We won’t fill those shoes

We’ll ignore those cluesTill we both can’t hide

Oh you’re human tooWell that just won’t ride

So you

Project on me, I’ll project on you

Breaking both our hearts

We won’t fill those shoes

We’ll ignore those cluesTill we both can’t hide

Oh you’re human tooWell that just won’t ride