The kids are always sick
It's our own fault isn't it
Because we're "weak"
we "have it better"
I guess our brains don't really matter
we "aren't really sick"
I'm so sick of it

Wrap me up
Like the end of a book
Wrap me up
Like a long winded speech
Let the music play me off stage
I have nothing left to make my case
Wrap me up
Not like you used to
Not in hugs
Not in blankets
Wrap me up
Wrap me up like a pet to be buried
And forget
Forget where it is you laid me

Loving you is like breathing
with asthma
anytime I moved too fast
I tried too hard
I stopped to clean off the dust or smell the flowers
suddenly it wasn't something my body did without thinking
it was something I needed aid with
then after some time it was easy again
I appreciated it so much for a while
then
I took it for granted
and I cleaned again
I planted flowers
I ran towards the future
and I forgot
it isn't always easy to breathe

There was a kingdom that never was
In that kingdom that never was
There was a home that never was
In that home that never was
There was a girl that never was
Was a happiness that never was
And that girl that never was
Never loved
Never dreamed
And lived happily never after

How did I feel when you died? How did I feel?
How would anyone else feel losing the person they loved?
Love.
I never could stop.
You know...you know how I believed in ghosts?
How, how I thought unfinished business would keep you here.
I don't anymore.
I stopped beleiving.
Not immediately, no
Because I wanted so badly to think you were still with me.
It was after I didn't feel you anywear,
After I paid someone $300 for sessions to talk to you
And she said things that were untrue, that never would have come from your mouth.
How did I feel when you died?
Easy, I didn't.
Not sure I ever will again.