There's days like today
I'd rather fall asleep
Beneath your yellow face"Some days I want to live"
You'll say to me
All while trying to forget
How to make the grass scream
Between your thumbs
I guess that's just what becomes of us
What becomes of us
And some people mourn through smiles
Others pull the grief out from the ground
And I'm still torn
It's just hard to fall asleep
Since you've been gone
I miss your eucalyptus love
You were the one who said
We had work to do
So I got my shit tight
How about you?
I'm still torn
I'm still torn
Torn like the picture that you left on my porch