Sealed, dirty, and light
Glued shut and honestly I'm scared to open
Hours of talkin' to God, or somebody like Him giving high fives
To passengers or passerbys
All of them with smoker's breath and no respect
And I won't read this today
I pretended away
After all, it's nobody's fault
If nobody knows the story
No, no
If I burn the letters and hearts
Then all of my tactless art can go
Healed, nearly awake
Each time I return just to throw you
Away into a lake
Make sure it's a body too cold retrieve
To go swim you out
Pull on the memories and vacancy note
The hope in my head
Defiantly dead
After all, it's nobody's fault
If nobody knows the story
No, no
If I burn the letters and hearts
Then all of my tactless art can go
