Wesley

Hear a tick-tick-tock and I'm breaking my clocks again
Kept her silver locket locked away in a garbage can
And I'm moved by the strings that connect to your eyes
How they slip past your cheeks
Dripping down through your thighs
And I wonder what's happening inside
For you not to provide tears a proper shelter
You just keep your problems to your side
Mistakes all riding in your helter skelter

It's better to run away
From all the big ideals
It's better to run away
I'm all the help I need
It's better to forget
Zero, blank, erase, no trace of regret
It's better to pretend
It it don't start maybe it won't have to end
Won't have to end

Watch the sun burn right past
Through the days you choose to war with
When the summer has passed
You'll wash your face with memory

I do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it just to get it all wrong again
I do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it but there's nowhere or when
I do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it for no one and no one will care
I do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it just like you said

I'm all the help I need
I'm all the help I need
I'm all the help I need

All the bottles lay cracked
In waste disposals at sea
All the beds you have crashed in
Mould in basements, carefree
Plucked away by insects
Their nest eggs hatch
While you sit and watch
All the people you loved
Fleeing in tubes over the ocean