The garden state
Has never looked so pitifull and grey
As I awake to the garbage man today
I hope they take of all my own mistakes because I can't seem to shake them on my own

My head it spins when I look at the mirrored bench but at the man I see with anchors for his eyes
I build my castles up in the skies
So when it rains they melt away with shame

Here I am looking down at the bottom of the glasses
That's all my fault that
I need a sign like shooting stars
To help connect the dots to turn my cuts into scars

All of my fears
Are getting checked by the medicine I take
All of the guys are scared there's rumors of decent
You will be a riot in my heart too
Who wants to be beneath the open sky

Here I am looking down at the bottom of the glasses
That's all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars to help connect

My regrets are what keep me still alive
I need to make up for all the lies
My regrets are what keep me still alive
I need to make up for all the lies

Here I am looking down at the bottom of the glasses
That's all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars to help connect the dots and turn my cuts into scars

Here I am looking down at the bottom of the glasses
That's all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars to help connect the dots and turn my cuts into scars

My regrets are what keep me still alive
I need to make up for all the lies