The floor is cracked
The rain is wet
Things that you call true
The walls are grey
But that's okay
Things that you call real

I call one in a million
And I don't...

I can't hear your words
Before you say them
I think I know this conversation's
Careful calculations making
Science out of situations

Political advice
Most people improvise

And I don't...
I don't even want to be
And I don't wanna see
Even if it's good.

I saw you stall
And acting like
You didn't see me fallin'and I
Thought you'd pray for it to rain

It was clear
You wouldn't come down here
If it would interfere with
What you had planned for the day

Bridge:

Habits break like bombs
Break like bones
Shaped like tongues on thrones
You had it written all over your
Face and now you've
Written it all over everybody elses face

I saw you on monday
I thought you on monday

And I don't...
I don't even want to be
And I don't wanna see
Even if it's good for me
I don't' wanna see
I don't even want to see
And I don't wanna be
Even if it's good.