Paper Kite

I wish it would've been easier For the both of us, my honey But the timing didn't go easy on us Punishing all my attempts to keep these memories of yours I guess this song hurts me the most Like a red wine spilling all over your favorite bedroom's floor But it's almost done and it won't return Nowhere to be found but it's inside of my home And I won't run anymore And I sure as f*ck won't be hiding behind the Landmines of my own mind So simmer me down Let me float above the ground and pick me up Where you left me off I got lost in your tenderness, But as sweet as it may have been it was destined for somebody else You know, it always was kinda funny How all my insecurities can turn you into a song And in these deafening moments of silence I still wonder if you watch the boiling pot of gold I don't know I don't know no more I thought I knew But I guess I don't But it's almost done and it won't return Nowhere to be found but it's inside of my home So I can't run anymore And I sure as f*ck won't be hiding behind the Landmines of my own mind So simmer me down Let me float above the ground and pick me up Where you left me off