01 | what is wrong with me?
What is wrong with me?
Thinking I could fix a boy
with no heart left to give.
Where I bleed for a soul
that never took a single
step for me.
Where did it go wrong with you and I?
Everything we were
or would have been
washed down the drain,
faded from the world,
before I could taste
it along my lips.
What did I ever do wrong?
I’m still tumbling down
this hour glass for you,
but we’re running out of time.
All of this grit and sand,
and fall for nothing.
You weep out that
you love me
and
you need me,
but your heart speaks a different
l a n g u a g e.
