The rain man painted a picture, but the picture he created was
All the world’s a stage, but I’m no actor. I can’t play a role,
I’m in love with sad numbers that make rain drip down my round pumpkin.
These are the doors that let you step into my fist
I had a dream where I looked into a magic mirror and saw
Sunshine covers the cover, joy fills up the space. Ever since he met
If you leave, don’t come back to me. Don’t come back to me,
A glass is empty, sitting on the kitchen counter, or it’s broken all
Blue is in the corner, I can’t stop it from talking. It has a mind of it’s own, I hear it whisper in my ear. Pictures in the sky,
I’ve got a cherry, and that cherry is mine. I’ve got a rose, and that rose is fine. So close,
How many times does an egg have to say the same thing, before
It’s not the shining stars that you use to see the world around you. It’s not the pretty
Hell must think Jessica is sexy, because it’s attracted to her like a moth
I snort a line of joy up through my nose using a colorful
I’m sitting by myself today, just like I always do. I’m all alone