You’re the shaded sun You’re daddy’s broken gun You’re the loneliest moon You are a butterfly dreaming about your cocoon You’re the only sound when I am blind So I label you mine
You’re the house you grew up in You’re always just arriving at your end You’re your mama’s shit eatin’ grin and your daddy’s double chin You’re the first pair of shoes you ever went to school in And you’re the kid pretending she’s in prison Behind the bars of a jungle gym
Someone’s gonna give you wings And you’ll think it’s what you need And you’ll fly You’ll be so high
But you’re history acts as your gravity Your history acts as your gravity Acts as your history acts as your gravity
You’re the only one you ever believe in You’re the solution and you are the problem You’re a rapist and your only victim You are fact and you are fiction Ou’re the only one you’ve considered a friend And now you’re alive Waiting for your life to begin Again
You try to find you, you who is lost But your hooked to the rush of approaching chaos You’re king for a minute but a fool for an hour Alone in your room You are a closed flower Dreams of your shadow you’re going to destroy The way you handle yourself Like an unbreakable toy