I found a letter that said:
"I'm sorry that you were asleep when I wrote these words down"
You'd think I'd ought to be used to that by now
Save for a few of those late night episodes
Missed opportunities, and "I Don't Cares"
There's not a lot that I feel obliged to share or talk about
I'll have my brother stop by this Saturday to pick up my things
Just make sure you're not there
This may sound bad, and don't take it the wrong way
I love you, however,
You hold me down [x4]
You're the echoes of my everything
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night
You're the laziness of afternoon
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom
How will I break the news to you? [x2]
Cancel our dinner with Max and Coraline,
Feed Jacky's gerbil and try to stay clean.
We'll talk it over after I've had some time alone to sort it out
You hold me down [x4]
You're the echoes of my everything
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night
You're the laziness of afternoon
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloomed
You're the leaky sink of sentiment
You're the failed attempts I never could forget
You're the metaphors I can't create to comprehend this curse that I call love
How will I break the news to you? [x5]