garden state

the garden state

has never looked so pitiful and grey

as i awake to the garbage men today

i hope they take all of my old mistakes

'cause i can't seem to shake them on my own

my head

it spins

when i look at the mirror and spit at

the man i see with anchors for his eyes

i build my castles up in the sky

so when it rains

they melt away with shame

here i am

looking down at the bottom of the glass

is this all my fault that

i need a sign like shooting stars

to help connect the dots

and turn my cuts into scars?

all of my fears

are kept in check by the medicine i take

all of the guards are scared there's rumors of dissent. there will be a riot in my heart soon

it wants to be beneath the open sky

here i am

looking down at the bottom of the glass

is this all my fault that

i need a sign like shooting stars

to help connect the dots

and turn my cuts into scars?

my regrets are what keep me still alive

i need to make up for all the lies. my regrets are what keep me still alive

i need to make up for all the lies. here i am

looking down at the bottom of the glass

is this all my fault that

i need a sign like shooting stars

to help connect the dots

and turn my cuts into scars?

here i am

looking down at the bottom of the glass

is this all my fault that

i need a sign like shooting stars

to help connect the dots

and turn my cuts into scars?

my regrets are what keep me still alive

i need to make up for all the lies.