You hammered nails into our bed’s headboard

The wardrobe’s frail, but you said you could fix that too

And I answered: “do we even have glue?”

You always complain when I try to think forward

But monday’s gonna rain, what if we have to buy more?

Who’s driving to the store?

Isn’t it dangerous to drive in the storm?

Isn’t it best for us to just conform that... some things cannot be fixed?

We swore this house would be made of bricks

But it’s not, you can’t fix that now

We perform happiness whenever we’re taking pics

But we’re not, you can’t fix that now

Wipe the floor, clean the mess you’ve made trying to take the pie out of the oven 

While it’s hot, you can’t fix that now

 

But I’ll say this:

I’m infatuated with architecture

Antique, specifically

Am I fake if I dislike a sculptor

But I’m weak for their artistry?

Cause you can make human-like sculptures

Greek, like Phidias did

And I could bake a second pie but i'm not sure...

...if this is what i want for me