Neptune
Pitch black, pale blue,It was a stained glassVariation of the truthAnd I felt empty handed.
You let me set sailWith cheap wood.So I patched upEvery leak that I could,'Til the blame grew too heavy.
Stitch by stitch I tear apart.If brokenness is a form of art,I must be a poster child prodigy.Thread by thread I come apart.If brokenness is a work of art,Surely this must be my masterpiece.
I'm only honest when it rains.If I time it right, the thunder breaksWhen I open my mouth.I want to tell you but I don't know how.
I'm only honest when it rains,An open book with a torn out page,And my ink's run out.I want to love you but I don't know how.
I don't know how,No I don't know how.I don't know how.I want to love you but I don't know how.
I want to love you...
Pitch black, pale blue,These wild oceansShake what's left of me looseJust to hear me cry mercy.
A strong wind at my back,So I lift up the only sail that I have,This tired white flag.
I'm only honest when it rains.If I time it right, the thunder breaksWhen I open my mouth.I want to tell you but I don't know how.
I'm only honest when it rains,An open book with a torn out page,And my ink's run out.I want to love you but I don't know how.
I don't know how, know how, know how,I want to love you but I don't know how.
I want to love you...