كلمات I Admit I'm Scared

Of a warm side of our bed I tremble in the face Of your loneliness And everything I think Should be buried in the ground Should be kept inside my head But it's knit into your brow I live inside your room And if I reach out with my hand The disturbance sends our things Crashing down upon my head And everything I think Should be buried in the ground Should be kept inside my head But it's knit into your brow And everything I said Spewed like sparklers from my mouth And everything I said Spewed like sparklers from my mouth They looked pretty as they flew But now they're useless and burnt out And if I had a dime for Every time I'm freaking out We could fly around the world Or just get out of your parents' house