The last time I was in love (I think)
Many, many years ago
He dragged me up the stairs by my neck
Threw me on the bed
Hand over my mouth

I’m sorry I’m crying, I can’t help it
I couldn’t breathe
Love isn’t supposed to feel like that (I think)

So, scratch that
Turns out that wasn’t love (I think)
Next time I’ll get it right
Next time
(I think)

When did you get so crazy
I don’t know,
Ive always felt a bit undone
You can’t explain your blue feathers
To someone born yellow or green

I won’t blame you for walking away
Some people cannot be understood
Just experienced
Sure, so says this fucking coffee mug at Urban Outfitters
Some things cannot be understood,
There’s plenty of time

But I wouldn’t judge you,
For walking away from me.

And I always think
He will find someone who smiles more
Who brings a little more light
Maybe they are prettier or taller or smaller
so maybe it’s just easier
Because she will be just a little bit more free and
I always think
What if I don’t know how to?
What if I can’t help it
Maybe I never learned to lie,
Even if it was for the best.
Maybe it’s just harder because
I’ve seen it while drowning in the middle of the ocean
And I’ve seen it from the bottom of the sea
(And I always think
You would be lucky
To love someone like me)