One year from now
You’ll still be here; walking circles
New clothes, same old body
Do you really think love is…this?
Feels like…this?
Only gets as good as…this?
Stirring up a bit of excitement
To make it worth while
Make it possible
You’ll get angry, then you’ll soften
And resolve
To stick around a little bit longer
How long are you going to work on it?
A life is far too short
To be like… this.
You don’t want to be happy
That’s for someone else to decide and work on
Take a holiday when you think you’re too far gone
Then return.
You’ll never change your energy.
You’re a coward. That’s why.
One year from now
You’ll still be here; walking circles
New clothes, same old body.
