oh my god
I'm falling off the moon again
like silver hands
sliding down the rails
and I need it more than I can be
I need it more than i can be
your daddy is drifting into heart attacks
like it's the last thing he'll ever do
I've got this feeling like he's never coming back
it's just the best that I can do
and it's not
it's not ok
oh my god
I'm staring at my limbs again
the million dollar seconds ticking
the plastic thoughts
I might as well
be peeling shadows off the bathroom floor
you spilled it over
but it's not quite you
I've got this feeling like it's never coming back
is that the best that you can do
well it's not
it's not ok
it's not
it's not ok
the million dollar seconds ticking
and it's not
it's not ok