Lost / Glass Eyes

Lost little girl, I can hear you crying
Laying in the bathtub with your voice still dying
Sick of white lines, and your boy's still lying
About where he was last night
Lost little boy, I can feel you freezing
Lovesick of the people that are always leaving
Long sleeves in the summer just to hide the bleeding
So no one bats an eye
Lost little child, yeah I know you too
Undefinable cause no one has a clue
Matter of fact you start to wonder if you ever knew
What you would do with this life

If you had one to live
If you had more love to give
If you could dream of the summer
And stained glass and intact wrists
If you had a bit more time
Maybe you could make things right
You could be the perfect lover
Never leave before the morning light

But your new boyfriend, yeah he treats you better
He doesn't write you poems, no dumb love letters
But I heard he got you sober and he bought some sweater
So I guess I can't complain
And she's a thousand miles away but she keeps you warmer
Than fuckin on some sad girl, smoking in the corner
Call me what you like, just stay till morning
Before you go away
And the pills don't help but they beat some bottle
Of poison slowly dripping till you're sick of nausea
Or letting dead presidents kiss your nostrils
To take away the pain

But you need it to be tragic
To be symphonic and magic
It's been gnawing on your ribs for so long
Ineffable and ecstatic
Always in transition
Never home, no definition
Wear your heart upon your sleeve so long
Just to be left with bloody wrists, yeah

The sky is blue and the river's wide
The mountains sing and the desert smiles
But I'm still swimming in your bright blue eyes
In my mind, still sitting on the bathroom tiles
But brown and blue and green and white
Still fade to smoke and neon lights
And the boney hands that held so tight
And hotel rooms and late at night
And a man with money and a fucking wall
And freedom slaves to kill them all
And a Jewish Santa in a shopping mall
And a losing child with his rubber ball
The sky's polluted and the water's black
The mountains freeze and the desert cracks
And the girls blue eyes are made of glass
And this vulnerable moment was just a mask