kansas city

i speak to myself as if i were fluent
in the tongue of the dead
don't look too deep in the seating
cause there's nothing between the cushions for you to see

i could go home, i could lie down,
i could forget, everything
and the cold winter sun
could solemnly be
the last honest face
to whom i can speak
and i'm not afraid of what i can't see
cause the scariest things, are hiding from me
for i am the worst, i am the peak
i am in love with an artificial heartbeat

and i could leave it all behind me
without a second guess or any chance of complications
please don't be angry, you know it's not worth it
because you know i would if I really thought that i could love you

or i could go to kansas city
where the cold winds shutter around me like a lens
and the linen streets are filled with second chances
and christmas tourists all year-round

i could go home, i could lie down
and sleep it off, in the snow
to dream about lights, leading you home
from my burning bones, covered in smoke
my ashes alight, with lanterns at sea
vindicating currents, calling to thee,
lighting the way, for lacking intrigues
or color in life, with the shading in me

and i could leave it all behind me
without a second guess or any chance of complications
please don't be angry, you know it's not even worth it
because you know i would if I really thought that i could love you

i could leave it all behind me
(but i couldn't leave you behind)
without a second guess or any chance of complications
(but i couldn't leave you behind)
please don't be angry, you know it's not worth it
because you know i would if i really thought that i could love you

i could go home, i could lie down
i could forget everything
lost in the spit, and tingling spines
we could recall, the last time we seemed
alive