You’re becoming a maker

You’re still making our bed

And making up new dreams

Make it right in your head

You’re choosing a new name

You’re making the call

Singing god is forgiveness

Could I forget it all

But peripheral still you see me

Look aside to leave it now

In a parallel dimension

You speak the word to hear the sound

Nobody wants to mad

I’m not mad

I'm not mad

Honey I wanted to wait but can’t keep writing the same damn song

I believe in what I’d imagined

Can’t be sure if you love me too

In each parallel dimension

You speak the words to make them true

And we put our trust in lovers like our lovers tell us to

So I put my faith in something then I shaped it into you

Nobody wants to mad

I’m not mad

I'm not mad

Though honey I wanted to wait

can’t keep writing the same damn song

Nobody wants to mad

I’m not mad

I'm not mad

Though honey I wanted to wait

can’t keep writing the same damn song

Ooo Honey late bloomer

Saving somebody else while my body grows older

I chose to be poetry that summer

Trying to find my way out of what I already know

Ooo honey late bloomer

Saving somebody else while my body grows older

I chose to be poetry that summer

Saving somebody else while my body grows old