You've been looking for an
answer to a question no one asked
And you can't try to make believe
Won't make the past, the past
You've been walking on the ceiling
And you're worried it won't last
Every thought that weighs you down,
I get so restless, and so I sleep less
I stay up try ing to scrub
You watch the fish inside the water
Stuck on line it wasn't cast
He's so scared to sink or swim
And so you visit a museum
And put your nose up to the glass
Marble it was at another scale
I get so tired, so uninspired
Of feeling bad about feeling bad
Cause I don't know how you've
Caught you looking in the mirror
But there was no one looking back
And all this time spent hollowed out
By everything you lack I wish you'd
just make the past the past