Darling can't you see
They wouldn't care less if you leave
Lo and behold, you wither with the sun
You'll break yourself pieces
They'll take one each as a souvenir
Just to lose it in a short while
Handwritten letter, scribbled on a napkin
Only one pair of eyes has read them
If I'm honest, I'm never truly honest with anyone but myself
Cobblestones, windows open on a stormy day
Should call them back
But what else is left to say
Hey I'm better, just got a lot on my mind
Should've of let you know long ago
If I'm honest, I'm never truly honest with anyone but myself
Honestly, people do better when I'm not around
Who stands under a cloud before downpour
