wishing well

Lyrics

standing on a bus stop, feeling your head pop, out in the night, in the kind of night, where you want to be out, on the street, on the street, crawling up the walls, like a cat in heat, and the air is thin, and it blows through your skin, and you feel like something, is about to begin, but you don't know what, and you don't know when, so you tear at your hair, and you scratch at your skin, you wanna run away, run away, just get on the fucking train and leave today, and it doesn't matter where you spend the night, you just might end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight, or caught in your room in a concrete shell, fighting all alone, with yourself, with yourself, and you just wanna feel like a coin that's been tossed, in a wishing well, a wishing well, a wishing well, a wishing well, well you're tossed in the air, and you fell and you fell, through the dark blue waters, where you cast your spell, like you were just a wish that could turn out well, so you stand on the corner, where the angels sit, and you think to yourself, "this is it, this is it, this is all that i have, all i can stand, is this air in my lungs, and this coin in my hand, that you tossed in the air, and i fell, and i fell, all the way to the bottom, of the well, of the well.", like those soft little secrets, that you tell, that you tell, to yourself when you think, no one's listening too well, and the walls spin, and you're paper-thin, from the haze of the smoke, and the mescaline, the sweat of your brow, under unmade sheets, in your ear with the noise, from the darkened streets, where you ran far and wide, you screamed, you cried, you thought suicide was an alibi, but you were always a mess, you were always aloof, yeah, it's awful, i guess, but it's the awful truth, it was true from the first, to the last words that she read, and she emerged from the dark, like a ghost in my head, she said, "i haven't forgot, any words that you said, i just stare at the clocks, and i cry in my sleep, and i tear up your letters, and i burn them in heaps, and i gather the ashes, in that hole in the ground, where we fell"