headlights - Softheart

Hope you know you can’t help me

There’s nothing I’ll fix about me

The headlights point towards home on the county

Back row, I hid my hands where you found me

Beautiful as ever, walking up to me

A short step into the overhead on the balcony

And I can go and change now if it’s too tacky

Trees in the background as the sun pass me

And there’s something in the air, I know it’s not just me

I see something in the most minute, unimportant things

And there’s something about me in my head, it’s not a thing

Something I can’t understand, there’s something about this I can’t read

Something swirls ‘round me, I don’t why you can’t see it, it’s obvious

I’m gone again

Fallen pieces from my head down to my hands

I’m caught again

It’s too easy to chalk it up to just all an instinct so hold my hand

Don’t know what I wanted when I’m alone again

Oh, and I’ve seen

So many fucking times, it’s unhealthy

And I’ve seen real tragedy

‘Til the day I’m dead, I’ma scream Jess R.I.P

Don’t mind me, I’ll be

Here trying to convince myself I’ll get peace

I still see you in my dreams

Just give me a few more hours and I’ll get sleep

Hope you know you can’t help me

There’s nothing I’ll fix about me

The headlights point towards home on the county

Back row, I hid my hands where you found me

Beautiful as ever, walking up to me

A short step into the overhead on the balcony

And I can go and change now if it’s too tacky

Trees in the background as the sun pass me