There were spirits following me
And there were
spirits following me
That determined what I could do
And what I could see
But she pulled me in anyway
And I was so abstract
But I was scared of how
how she would react
There was conversation but I
had to avoid it
She said that she'd work
but what is she working on
When I'm as useless as a
broken guitar string
Walked into the other room and
when I came back she said
She was leaving I know but
she'd be at the show
I wanna hear your words
I wanna find the truth there
Pinpoint the location and
hang a ribbon there
I wanna fill myself with hope
that used to drive me
But I still haven't gotten over
anything
But I was scared of how
I could work it out
She said that she'd work
but what is she working on