With these glass wings I\'m perched
On the windowsill...

It'll say so on my grave
That I died 'cause I went insane...

This is how it ends
This is called "It's Over&quot...

I second guess everything
You just want to hear the jailbird sing...

I cannot sleep
Because I cannot help...

You've got this smile
To match your style...

I'm pretending again
But you can't tell...

Emerald green lawns,
Dew on the swaying grass blades...

I woke up again
No bullet in my brain...

A few desks ahead,
Scribbling down notes...

When I am older I'll have a daughter, Hailie.
She'll quickly learn words like...

The ocean's current,
A forest's oldest, largest tree...