Mouthbreather

Mouthbreather I know you thought I would go quietly,
 But I never asked you for permission to believe in something bigger than us both.
 I think you owe me an apology, you left me waiting in the desert for the rain.
 I aim my mouth at the sky.
 Only to find my lungs have filled with sand.
 I let the sun burn me down.
 Before I let you inside, I clear my throat.
 It's just a matter of time before you set something innocent on fire just to watch it run.
 So keep forcing me into survival mode.
 I need to know what it's all worth.
 I'll chase that dream down that same one-way dead-end road until I find another reason to stay home and let it go.
 I will keep my eyes on the road and my heart to myself.