You're twenty-four
How could you be so sure
You'll never lose your wonder?
Bury me
Bury me in a pile of pine

You hear an angel but I'm torn

It's getting real hard to know myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone

It's getting real hard to love myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone
In the day I'm gone

And I'm seeing ghosts
Every time I move my eyes
To keep from staring at you
Hurdle me
Hurdle me into the godless sky

Before I lose my head from your words on repeat
They scream
"You never supported me"
But I've been a dreamer long before the north bridge

You see a star unhinged

It's getting real hard to know myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone

It's getting real hard to love myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone

It's getting real hard to love myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone

It's getting real hard to love myself
I'm trouble
I'm gone
In the day I'm gone