creator, destroyer
angel olsen
i watch from a tower in the back of my mind
i watch from a window as the living walk by
walking with quiet dreams
i might be sorry it makes no difference now
i might be wishing i had someplace to go
out in search for the self that has left me lying
and i never seem to notice
it's too late before i know that all
the love inside has been empty
the world we made has been ending
and like a ghost that hangs around and won't forgive its earthly sins
i've carried on this love for you
how have you been lately?
i only seem to speak to you of superficial things
until i'm begging on my knees
and these are a few of very many things
i can't begin to say out loud
if only this song could carry us on
but i know i'm only entertaining myself
i felt that even after i've been stripped of all my pride
there still remains a place for you to crawl up inside
the way that i'm in love with you
the way that i'm in love with you
fuck this and everything we've done