You're twenty-four
How could you be so sure
You'll never lose your wonder?
Bury me
Bury me in a pile of pine
You hear an angel but I'm torn
It's getting real hard to know myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone
It's getting real hard to love myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone
In the day I'm gone
And I'm seeing ghosts
Every time I move my eyes
To keep from staring at you
Hurdle me
Hurdle me into the godless sky
Before I lose my head from your words on repeat
They scream
"You never supported me"
But I've been a dreamer long before the north bridge
You see a star unhinged
It's getting real hard to know myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone
It's getting real hard to love myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone
It's getting real hard to love myself
In the night I'm trouble
In the day I'm gone
It's getting real hard to love myself
I'm trouble
I'm gone
In the day I'm gone
