"Balloon Drive-By"
If paper were made of you
I’d rip out every sheet
And give it back so you
Could feel together (kinda, sorta) in a way
If balloons were made of you
I wouldn’t stretch them with water
And pelt them at people walkin’ by
I’d place them in a sandwich bag
Just so you (kinda, sorta) wouldn’t feel empty inside
If I had the knowledge of a goat
If I spoke with an English tongue
Would you shoot upon notice?
Or would you give me part of you?
To make up for our loss
Someone someone someone else
Anyone anyone anyone else
Would not suit me so well
I’ll be there with bells on
When ya need someone to be wrong
If someone were to hurt ya
If someone were to lie
If someone were to tell ya
That I don’t love you, well I
Would prove I do and show ya why
With a balloon drive-by
To give you back to you
To show you back to your bed
So you won’t have to lie dead
With unspoken words in your head
