The Balcony Song

I'd be better off I could understand the vacancy between
Where I'm going, where you live, and where my soul's supposed to be
Do I take your touch for granted now that I know I am not the seeker
Hell, I'll never make the Palisades
And you won't either

If I wait, where will I land
A down robin, my wings in your hand
But still I keep shaking in

The fire of the night, you started wars inside the corners of my chest
The vicious look inside your eyes when you lit my skin like a match
But I would never treat me in the way you did, after that confession
Hell, I'll never make it to your age
Learned your lesson

If I wait, where will I land
A down robin, my wings in your hand
I keep shaking in
So I just breathe, breathe you all in
Like I'm starving for your oxygen

But goddamnit you know that you're
Just too good good for my show
And I'm scared cause I know that I am
Still not ready to do it alone