A bright yellow falls beneath the cracks
Shades stay closed
It gets so hot upstairs in the summer
I bought an open sign 
But it seems like a cover-up
For dreams that my anxiety burned 
Maybe I’ll hang it one day 
The baby’s breath plant uprooted itself 
The other night when storms raged
I imagined it in tea cups and on 
Table cloths far too many times
I haven’t been feeling the greatest lately 
Health has got to be a number-one for me
I can’t die at 28
My memory statistics aren’t looking very good right now
And I want to live with no
Pain if
I’m going to be here
So I’ll open the water
Turn the keys to my car
And spend every moment
I can with you