There are few places
Where I can find it
But I'm so weighted
Wish I could move
The cups are all dirty
You fill them with water
Upstairs there's more ceiling
Wish I could move
And I thought I knew what I was doing
When we were lying in bed
(I can't help it, I can't help you, I won't help it, anymore)
Its just how it feels when it falls down my face
But did you know theres still flowers hanging on the ceiling
There was that time we, wrote that thing on my floor
You said "you sound good", guess I'll never hear it
I am whatever it may be
Even if I'm falling in the in between
And I thought I knew what I was doing
When we were lying in
And I thought I knew what I was doing
When we were lying in
And I thought I knew what I was doing
When we were lying