Beautiful Balloon - MEW

There’s a shooting star

Can you tell me how I’m supposed to screw this up?

Add my tremolo

Likes to shine on yours and mine

All my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme

Make all your lies come true

I’ve been a liar too

Follow the things you need

Make your whole life complete

There’s a puking girl

There’s a puking girl trying to define herself

If spontaneously congealed into nothing

Idiot.

You could have become you

There’s a friend trapped in this dream too

It’s like I said before

Like in the notes you tore

Laying there on the floor

Until you knock the door

What did you hope to find?

Leaving it all behind

Should I say goodnight to you?

Really I. Tender feelfull sin

Tell me honestly, am I adorable?

In her beautiful balloon

She’s got hands but she cannot reach the moon

Wish I was gay, then I wouldn’t have to play all her games

Get her started.

How could I not forget?