It's rock, paper, scissors as to whether
I will get over you at all
It's hand against hand
Both hands are mine
It's standing in a circular line
Which is not to say that I am not also happy
A happy me with a surprise inside
Surprise surprise, here's another bright light in your eyes
Exposing all the stuff you're just not calculating enough to hide
And this melancholy that I carry makes me feel so grown up
At the kitchen table doing shots of resignation
I never thought I'd see the day when I would say I give up
And break the stallions of my wildest expectations
But I do not want to know you this way
Surrounded by so much pain
But how am I supposed to let go of you this way
Like a bird to the sky my friend?
And if I could accept all these dark colours
As just part of some bigger colour scheme
And if it wasn't for that drippy string quartet of sadness
Underscoring each smiling scene
Desire drags me right out of myself
Like a gas-soaked rope tied to a piece of coal
I'm getting prepared and looking at the bright side
While the flames ripple on the sea and swallow me whole
But this melancholy that I carry makes me feel so grown up
At the kitchen table doing shots of resignation
I never thought I'd see the day when I would say I give up
And break the stallions of my wildest expectations
But I do not want to know you this way
Surrounded by so much pain
But how am I supposed to let go of you this way
Like a bird to the sky my friend?
Hey, hey, hey...