Alone On File Island

Scared that I won't be the same
Because I'm not as sad as I used to be
Is that just something that comes with age
Or the death of originality
We will see

There was smoke in his eyes as he looked at me
And I said tell me why, tell me what to believe
Because if this is gonna work
You're gonna need every piece of me

And you've got perfect timing
Cuz I'm splitting at the seams

Do you understand me
Do you really hear me
Are you actually listening
Are you even near me
I scream
But all I hear are the trees

I've been talking to God on my cellphone
He tells me that I'm pretty and that I'm not alone

And there was love in his eyes as he looked at me
But he won't tell me why, he says just to believe
And it'll only work if he has every piece of me

Sorry about the timing

Do you understand me
Do you really hear me
Are you actually listening
Are you even near me
I scream
But all I hear are the trees

And I think
And I think
And I think
And I think
Don't know what to believe

And I think
And I think
And I think
And I think
All I see are the trees

Just don't think
Just don't think
Just don't think
Just don't think
God I'm sorry

Well I've been looking for answers for so long now
I've asked boys and God and alcohol
My father says one day I'll just figure it out
And he says once I do, all will be worked out

I have terrible timing
All I see are the trees