i feel like my feet have forgotten the way to your door

i have my hands and my words but what are they for

and you said you thought i was cute but i'm just a cutflower

and every second's an hour

we scream, scream, that wasn't the way that it was

i believe beauty was drowned in because

my mix and match memory has managed to make you a god

and everything else i forgot

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye goodguy

i want to tell someone invisible that it's not fair

we're made up of moments and fingernails, toenails and hair

and in between be and begin and a jail of clay

how can you love me anyway?

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye goodguy

something was hovering over you boy, just then

you scolded me, told me don't bother, and vanished again

and everything perfect you said was just mirrors and wires

you look left, i was right

here with my feet in my fire

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye goodguy

goodbye

goodbye

goodbye...

goodbye