When water pours from you
and shatters into words...

When it all hits
and my legs shake...

Love me love me
love me...

The thing about you
is that your life...

Maybe if I become
strong...

You know they're kind of the same
both like art...

Do you ever get tired
of telling yourself...

Burn you out
Burn you out...

To be honest, you
left me behind...

It's easier to think
of nothing...

One morning
you wake up...

I feel it still,
pulsing...