The bricks begin to crumble so we'll have to patch them up
My darling can you help me? I need mortar and your love
You wished for affection, I wished that wasn't always a pain
Let's build this wall together, I think our wishes are the same
Put your fingers in the cracks, and pull

I light candles of the color of the spell I want to cast
And I stare into the flame until it’s gone
I watch birds up in the branches and I listen to their words
And I know I’ll never write a better song
I keep my eye on my shadow and I never turn around when
I’m walking alone

I buried my best friend in the backyard
It was hard it was hard
I found the biggest rock that I could carry
And threw it down on the dirt, it hurt it hurt it hurt

I remember back when you were homeless
Well you weren’t homeless but you had ran away
You’re parents didn’t

I turn on every light in my house at night
I make it so bright so there’s nowhere to hide
But the shadows find their way into my mind

I put my favorite records on
To try and chase that song off of my tongue
But when the records done it digs itself back up

I tore up al

If people still made mix tapes
then I’d make you a mix tape
I’d hide a secret meaning in the songs
And I know you would get it
Because you always get it
You always seem to know what’s going on

But people don’t make mix tapes
And no one has a tape deck
I know tha

You're not really traveling if you don't have a home
You might say that it's where ever you're at
And I can agree with that, but sometimes it's nice to know
That when you're done you can go home

Home to you might mean familiar streets familiar trees
Home to you might mean b

That band got everybody to dance
I don't think I've ever seen a better show
I found you standing at the back of the room
You were looking at your phone

No one knew why you said what you said
But I guess that we should have known
We thought that you were talking to us bu

In santa cruz, I called you.
The show was over and the hipster party had begun
They were wearing christmas sweaters, in september,
Smoking weed and having fun

I don’t think that they wanted us there
But we had no place to go
All the cool kids at the show said goodbye an

I can’t believe that I used to defend you
When people told me you were rude
I can’t believe that I used to pretend to
Not believe that it was true

You and me used to be friends
But I’ll probably never see you again
And if I do, well I won’t say hi to you
Because I’m

I heard you were working in a dungeon
And you were learning how to tell the truth
Some people say fiction is boring
But where does that leave you?

Sometimes I think that I made you up
And that you only really live in my head
Sometimes I think my imagination
Wants me

Good things are gonna happen to you
Bad things are gonna happen too
You can pretend you’ve got it all under control
But you don’t, you don’t, you don’t

Take a look down at your shadow
It’s growing longer everyday
In that darkness you’ll find all of your good memories