Just another morning Staring at the ceiling I'm the same old story Looking for an ending Now I'm only waiting For the other shoe to drop I'm a painful answer Looking for its question Just another fiction That will never happen Just a bald Rapunzel In nobody's fairy tale Leaves brushing against the window They give my eyes a choice As I wither into nothing My pillow drowns the noise I sink into a deeper bed I walk on this breakable thread Inside my head Just another evening Staring at the ceiling I'm the same old story Looking for an ending Now I'm only waiting For the other shoe to drop Leaves brushing against the window They give my eyes a choice As I wither into nothing My pillow drowns the noise I sink into a deeper bed I walk on this breakable thread Inside my head