tap

Tap the heart until I hate myself

Hit the square and rearrange myself

I don't like it what it does to me

Never makes me want to laugh

Or sing

Do you think about the trees in the breeze?

How they swing and scream and talk and breathe

I wish I was so tall and green

Swing my branches only sing for me

Talk to strangers like we already met

Even though it hasn't happened yet

Will I be found if I'm never met?

Did the chicken come before the egg?

I love the people playing songs in the park

Guitar for babies instead of people in the bars

Do you think they know how good they are?

I think they do they got kids

Singing like larks they go

(Ooh, ooh)

Stopped watching movies that make me feel

And you said, "Trash tv is the best meal"

And I reply, "Well none of it's real"

You said, "I know and I think that's ideal"

But sometimes don't you wanna

Hit to the heart

He said he only wondered

Who would play his part

Always wondering about my health

Always wondering if I'll go to Hell

Should take some vitamins

I don't know what to take

And I should sleep more

But I'm always wide awake

I'm not a tree

I'm in a forest of buildings

I'm not a singer

I'm just someone

Who's guilty

Remind me that I don't have to be anything

Remind me that I don't have to be anything

I look for signs on the faces of the buildings

I look for signs on your face of us ending