Caramia

caramia
 blank notebook and a back pocket fade
 you used to mock me
 sometimes i would cry
 when i was home later
 cause you hurt my feelings
 why why why
 (why why why)
 you said write it down in your notebook
 my wanna be harriet the spy
 and some say your genius
 (genius)
 is in your madness
 (madness)
 will you get better
 (will you get better)
 and then will you leave us
 (will you leave us)
 how you mixed with the darkness
 at such a young age
 (until in your chemistry)
 until in your chemistry
 (silence and violence)
 silence and violence
 (silence and violence)
 turned silence to rage
 (turned silence to rage)
 ah
 why are dreaming this
 one shoe off
 and a bridge to cross over
 and where is your taxi fare
 are you left by yourself
 or left by your lover
 (are you left by your lover)
 for three nights straight now
 i dream i kept both of my shoes
 but i've forgotten my lines
 and i've misplaced my cues
 and there's a sea full of faces
 and a show to go on
 but i'm struck mute at entrance
 with nothing to draw from
 there were the secrets
 the big bang and the bigger joke
 you seem to know all of them
 that's why injustice makes you red with choke
 yeah but you love like you're desperate
 you don't know what love is
 (if there was one thing)
 and i thought if there was one thing i could give you
 one thing i could give you
 (if there was one thing)
 well maybe it was this
 the head on the bed board
 (sadness)
 the anguished repeat
 (sadness)
 the sweat of our sadness
 (sweat of our sadness)
 and the twist of the sheets
 (twist of the sheets)
 i don't want whats best for you
 where will i be when you've found it
 (where will i where will i)
 you know i pray a lot about these bad feelings inside
 (where will i where will i be)
 i can't pray my way through or around it
 hey
 why are dreaming this
 one shoe off
 and a bridge to cross over
 (and a bridge to cross over)
 and where is your taxi fare
 are you left by yourself
 (are you left)
 or left by your lover
 (by yourself)
 for three nights straight now
 (left by your lover)
 you know i keep both of my shoes
 (i've got bad feelings inside)
 but i've forgotten my lines
 (i can't pray through)
 i've misplaced my cues
 (i can't pray my way around it)
 and there's a sea full of faces
 and a show to go on
 i'm struck mute at entrance
 with nothing to draw from
 nothing to draw from