Watermelon

If you close the door

I'll go farther and farther and farther until I'm gone

But my guess is better than it was

And it's better than it could be

Hold my glass

It keeps falling and falling and falling on the floor

But my grip is tighter than it was

But it's hard enough to break you

And upon the mistrial of your friends

Push me back to the west side of this world

And upon the mistrial of your friends

Push me back to the west side of this world

Hates all over

And all my thoughts

They're too often and I can't change the way they come across

But this jealous thing has taken your own ego

And erased it from your memory

And upon the mistrial of your friends

Push me back to the west side of this world

And upon the mistrial of your friends

Push me back to the west side of this world

Hates all over