They say you can't pour from an empty cup

My glass is less than half full

Too much negative space, I cannot handle it

My glass is less than half full

They say the grass is greener, where you water it

My glass is less than half full

I'm turning green looking at the other side

My glass is less than half full

Hand me a spoon

If you can't find one

A fork should also do

Hand me

Oh, hand me a spoon

If you can't find one

A fork should also do

They say that cracks let the light in

I break myself piece by piece

But it's no use to pretend

Two halves hardly make one me

Cut me a slice of this growing cake

They say I've got the recipe

Maybe I'll grow into myself again

Right now, I'm not myself, you see

Before I fill my glass slowly

To keep it from overflowing

Before I fill my glass slowly

To keep it from overflowing

I'll scoop out the air

And make space

For what belongs in there