It's rock, paper, scissors as to whether

I will get over you at all

It's hand against hand

Both hands are mine

It's standing in a circular line

Which is not to say that I am not also happy

A happy me with a surprise inside

Surprise surprise, here's another bright light in your eyes

Exposing all the stuff you're just not calculating enough to hide

And this melancholy that I carry makes me feel so grown up

At the kitchen table doing shots of resignation

I never thought I'd see the day when I would say I give up

And break the stallions of my wildest expectations

But I do not want to know you this way

Surrounded by so much pain

But how am I supposed to let go of you this way

Like a bird to the sky my friend?

And if I could accept all these dark colours

As just part of some bigger colour scheme

And if it wasn't for that drippy string quartet of sadness

Underscoring each smiling scene

Desire drags me right out of myself

Like a gas-soaked rope tied to a piece of coal

I'm getting prepared and looking at the bright side

While the flames ripple on the sea and swallow me whole

But this melancholy that I carry makes me feel so grown up

At the kitchen table doing shots of resignation

I never thought I'd see the day when I would say I give up

And break the stallions of my wildest expectations

But I do not want to know you this way

Surrounded by so much pain

But how am I supposed to let go of you this way

Like a bird to the sky my friend?

Hey, hey, hey...